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My parents divorced about 4 months before my 15th birthday. It had been on the cards for a while and so I guess I wasn't too surprised when it finally happened. The fact of the matter was that dad was just too busy to have a f****y. Mom was 36 when we left. She had only had one c***d (me) and hadn't worked a day in her life when we left Boston. Most of her time had been spent in fitness clubs and beauty salons, and it showed. Fortunately, she did pretty well out of the divorce and we were able to buy a place, albeit in one of the less desirable parts of town. Mum managed to get a part-time job and I transferred to a new school. Our new life took a bit of getting used to. Leaving our house and walking past blocks of dilapidated apartment buildings and dodging homeless veterans and youths on my way to school seemed strange at first, but I got used to it. The other difference was that we had moved to a predominantly black neighborhood. Actually, virtually everyone there was black. That in itself didn't bother me although at the start I remember feeling a bit odd when I saw mom walking, a lone white figure surrounded by. Most of the k**s at school were black. All the k**s in my class were black or Hispanic and, after a while, I gradually found myself changing to fit in with them. I fell in with a group of black guys headed by Dominic, 16 years old and built like a tank. Once I had established myself as part of the group, things got easier. I wasn't so self-conscious and I ...

... started having some fun, I even got a girlfriend who was black. A little friction developed between me and mom as she didn't altogether approve of my new music and fashion tastes. She also seemed to feel uncomfortable when any of my friends were over at our house. Funny thing was that I found myself inviting them over more and more often. Sometimes they would come over to just hang out, sometimes to watch cable. This story really begins one day when all the guys were over at our place to watch a new release on cable. Mom was keeping her distance but had conceded to providing some snacks and drinks. We had all settled around the TV in the living room and nothing special happened until Dominic disappeared to go to the toilet. I saw him leave the room but then turned my attention back to the TV. After a while I noticed that Dominic still hadn't come back. The other guys appeared to have forgotten about him, but I was curious. I slipped out of the room, heading towards the bathroom. As I passed the open kitchen door I saw Dominic talking to my mom in the kitchen. I'd never even seen mom talking to one of the guys before and I was about to approach them when something stopped me. They seemed just a little too close, speaking a little too softly. Dominic said something that made mom laugh and she put out a hand as if to stop him from continuing when Dominic stepped up to her and kissed her on the mouth. I gaped as I saw his face pressed up against hers. Mom seemed a little uncomfortable ...