Lies, Old and New - Sex Stories

Lies, Old and New

... like a cartoon character. "How the hell can something like this happen? Is this going to keep you from graduating?"

"Mom?" Jillian looked just so, so confused, but Tami found herself unable to unclench even a little bit. "It's not all that--"

"It isall that." Tami fumed and started shaking that piece of paper furiously. "What happened to that guy you know? The secretary that you said is nice. Why didn't he do something about this?"

"Sec..." Jillian just shook her head. "You mean,Bash? Mom, he's a guidance counsellor. I've told you that like a million--"

Tami snorted. "Bash. The hell kind of name..." She trailed off, then settled herself. "I want to talk to him with you. Tomorrow. If he's a guidance counsellor, he'll have visiting hours, right?"

"Visiting hours? He's not in a hospital, mom." Jillian threw a hand out and waved it dramatically. "And why, after almost twelve full years of me going to the same school, do you suddenly want to meet him? You never did before! Fuck, I can count on one hand the number of times you even met with my teachers!"

"Language." Tami gave the admonishment absently, as she was barely even hearing her daughter's words, having decided enough was enough. "Chad!" She bellowed down the stairs to announce her impending arrival. "We need to talk!" If she'd had a mind to look, she would have seen Jillian's exasperated face-palm as she trailed behind her mother.

"Sorry, dad." Jillian got her message out first as she and Tami ...

... emerged into the man of the house's oasis. His special space away from it all. Chad looked up at the two women in his life like a trap had suddenly been sprung on him.

His tall, fit frame eased back in his desk chair warily, away from the computer he'd been tapping away on, and he shifted his face between his wife and daughter while running a hand through his own pale hair. "Okay... so what's this all about?"

Suspended. Future ruined. Death and despair. It all came tumbling out at once, despite how hard Tami tried to calm herself and stay focused. She had a problem with jumbling emotions--and how!--that seemed to always end tragically. Or at least semi-tragically. Even if the stakes in this instance were relatively low, she still felt like she'd failed herself yet again at seeing her husband barely stop from rolling his eyes at her.Dammit, this means something. Something has to mean something.

"Tami..." Chad spread his arms in a helpless gesture. "What's done is done. Jillian will be fine... right, honey?" At a bare nod from his daughter, the man raised his brows expectantly. "See? No need to stir the pot. We can't go back in time."

Tami stared at Chad, then shook her head once. "I see." Suddenly, it was like a fog got blown away from in-between her ears, and she looked over at her daughter like she was seeing the girl for the first time in years. "Jillian... tomorrow. You, me, and...Bash. I need to find out why this happened." Not a question. Not a suggestion. It was ...