“So I see you two have been enjoying yourselves." Mrs. Taylor all but wiggled her eyebrows at me.

"Is that bacon?" I could practically hear Jenny's stomach rumble at the sizzling pan her mother was tending to.

“Yep, bacon, eggs, sausage, and fried mushrooms. I figured you two would need to build up your energy before school starts up tomorrow."

She obviously wanted to remind us that we were about to be thrown back to the salt mines.

“Sausage too?" Jenny hopped over to where her mother was cooking at the oven.

“Thanks for the offer but I really need to get home. My parents are probably throwing a fit right now." I said with true apprehension.

“Aw, come on you two. Sit, eat, make smoochies!" Mrs. Taylor teased.

“Mum! Jenny complained.

“I really have to go. Jenny, I'll give you a call later, ok?" I was reluctant to leave. Partly because, you know, boobs and stuff. Also, because I remembered what Jenny had been like during the night, I didn't want to leave her again.

I was almost out the door when a hand caught mine and gave a Little tug. I stopped and turned to find my beautiful blonde settling herself in my arms and kissing me with wanton shamelessness. It didn't take long before I eagerly reciprocated.

As our lips detached I felt a short stinging slap on my cheek and then saw a chiding finger being pointed in my face.

“You never leave me without kissing me goodbye again." She warned.

I grinned and lifted her up into my arms, clashing our Lips together once more as I delivered a ferocious lip lock to my gorgeous Lover.

“Tha-that's better." Jenny spluttered as she stood on slightly wobbly legs.

“Later, gator." I playfully pinched her butt before running down her driveway.

I got home a little later to find my mother charging through the hall toward me.

“Where the hell have you been!?" She'd certainly worked her way into a great deal of pink face.

“Jenny's house, like I told you." I calmly replied.

“Don't take that tone with me!" It was quite obvious I'd scared the living hell out of her.

“Mum, there isn't a tone here. I'm just tired and I need a shower." I slumped on through the Living room with her on my back.