Lies, Old and New - Sex Stories

Lies, Old and New

... past time for this.

Jillian must have figured that this was just the latest in whims from her mom, and the cold finality of Tami's statement visibly took her by surprise. "Uh... okay. He's open... we can... um..." She stammered, then blinked. "4:00?"

To the side, Chad made a pleased noise, like it was all said and done. Tami just nodded, already preparing herself for the confrontation with the man who'd failed her daughter.

Past time... and hopefully not too late.

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Jillian couldn't stop playing with her hair, curling the--as of two days ago--purple locks around a finger and tugging again and again. "Mom... please, I... I really like this guy." When Tami abruptly froze outside the office door and gave her daughter a wide-eyed look of concern, Jillian felt her face flush, incensed. "Jesus, not like that! God, mom, he doesn't have a perverted bone... well, you know what I mean. And he's like... old. Cool, but, really, really..." She stopped under the glare of the woman who was pretty much the same age. "Anyway, please be nice. I still don't know why you want to talk to him all of a sudden, but he doesn't know you're coming, so don't go on the attack or anything. Please, again. Uh... thanks?"

Jillian didn't know how to deal with this; her mom actually giving a fuck about her life outside the house. She knew her mom loved her, she did, and the feeling was honestly returned, but the woman had always been so... so... out to lunch. Like, half in ...

... another world. This kind of vim was brand spanking new, and the confused eighteen-year-old had no tools to deal with it.

She suppressed a smile then.Bash'll handle it, easy. He always knows what to say.

Which was good, because her mom, apparently, either hadn't heard or hadn't cared about her plea for calm, which was shown quite clearly the second the office door was flung open.

"Okay, buddy, can you tell me why the hell you let my daughter get suspended for some of the dumbest reasons I've ever... ever..."

Tami stopped short the second that Bash looked up from his computer monitor. Jillian, mouth already open to apologize, choked on the words when she saw the look on her friend's face; like he'd been punched in the gut. That moment lingered, and Jillian was only aware thatno one had said anything until her mom finally broke the silence.

"Bastian."

Bash closed his eyes, let out a breath, then steeled himself. "Tami. Good to see you again."

"It is?" Jillian's mom sounded like she was being lied to, and her voice was barely more than a whisper. Beyond that, she was still frozen, like she'd forgotten how to move. "It's... you?"

Bash tilted his head. "What's me?" He looked over to Jillian then, and a little grin popped into existence for a heartbeat before it disappeared. "Oh. Right. I suppose... yeah, it's me."

Without being invited, without even seeming to know she did it, Tami plopped bonelessly down onto an empty chair, heedless of the wrinkles she was ...