You’re both a bunch of idiots. I talked to Julie’s mom...”Coming around the corner, Jason saw what had to be Janie’s mom. Subtract twenty pounds and a couple of bra cup sizes, and she and Janie could have been identical twins.As soon as Janie’s mom saw Jason, her scowl immediately turned into a big fake smile. She came over to him. For a moment, Jason thought she was going to hug him.Instead, she reached out her hand, “You must be Jason. Janie’s told us so much about you.”Jason started to speak, “Hello, Mrs...” That’s when Jason realized he didn’t know Janie’s last name and therefore didn’t know her parents’ last name.Luckily, he was saved by Janie’s mom, “Oh, call me Dana.” Dana looked over to her husband who had now stopped packing. “And that’s my husband, Dr. Weigert.” The emphasis on ‘Doctor’ made it clear she wore that title as much as he did.Dana paused, “But of course you can call him Greg.”Jason had never asked what Janie’s parents did. Being a college town, he assumed her. For some reason, I felt like I needed to get out of the house right away, or something bad would happen. There was no logical reason to think that, but that’s what I thought. I gathered my things and walked back home. On my way back I could feel tears wanting to come out of my eyes, but I restrained myself. I didn’t want to be crying in the middle of the streets, of course. But when I got home, I closed the door behind me and fell to my knees. I just burst into tears. How could I let myself jeopardize my friendship with Paul like that? By having sex with him? And enjoying it as much as I did? I felt like it was all my fault, like teasing him during the photo-shoot led to us doing it. My mom was in the living room and rushed to ask me why I was crying. I managed to tell her everything that happened and she listened intently. She did her best to comfort me, but I was in such a state that whatever advice she gave me went right over my head. The last thing she told me is that she was.
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