He shook his head and the limpness of his cock confirmed it. Maria wondered if he'd stay limp, were she to pop his cock into her mouth and blow it like a kazoo.

"You know what would be great?" She reluctandy abandoned the blowjob idea. "You'll get that job at Channel 6, like, for sure, and you'll have to move back here. Well, you can live here, with me and Mom. This house is way too big for just us two, and it's half yours anyway so don't interrupt me, please! You move in here, with us, and, you know what? You and I could fuck, like, all the time, whenever Mom was out of the house. Wouldn't that be bitchin'?"

Steven sighed heavily. He still had that look on his face. "I don't know if that's the word I'd use."

She began to kiss his mouth, neck and chest. "Well, think about it. I know I'm gonna be thinking bout it, long and hard. Oh, God, long and hard…"

"Listen to me." He looked at her sternly. "You've got to promise you will never tell anybody about this. Are you listening, Maria?"

"Mmm-mmnmm," she purred. "Won't tell anybody."

Of course, she reminded herself, Jenny wasn't just anybody, and best friends were always exempt from promises made under duress. Wouldn't Jenny shit when she heard about this?

CHAPTER FIVE

It wasn't as if she was really breaking her word. Jenny had been urging Maria for months to go ahead and get fucked, rather than just worry about it, so it was only fair that she should know. Besides, Maria assured herself, I won't tell her who it was, only that I did it.

Jenny was practicing dance steps, as she did every morning. Her parents had turned the attic into a combination bedroom/studio, with a bar and mirrors along one wall. Jenny, in her pink leotard, leg warmers, and slippers, was listening to Maria's excited narrative.