There are absolutely no characters under the age of 18. All sexual acts take place between adults over the age of 18 years.
Jack and Phoebe 8
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"Pip Pip Pip, Good morning, it is seven am on Monday the 25th of September, and you're listening to BBC Radio Four, the headlines today are."
Jack's hand slapped the mattress where his brain thought that the radio was and as a result the radio kept blaring. Confused, Jack opened his eyes and found himself lying on the end of his bed with his feet on the floor. His knees felt sore, but not as sore as his head which was thumping. He scrambled up the bed in order to turn off the radio. He lay there for a while hoping his headache would ease, he ran his hands down his chest and over his belly. When he reached his groin he found it covered in something sticky, he sat up and saw the little lube bottle sitting on its side on the floor beside his bed. He fell backwards with a little laugh, thinking that he must have fallen asleep mid-wank. Finally, he got himself up and began his day.
Jack swallowed the two ibuprofen and two paracetamol tablets his mother gave him with a large glass of water, whilst she laughed at his hangover.
"It serves you and your dad right!" she said, "we were only supposed to go for an after-lunch drink or two and you, your dad and your uncle turned it into a bloody session!"
Jack shook his head, remembering the fun he had with his father and, surprisingly, his uncle, the day before brought a small smile to his face.
"I bet your uncle is suffering too!" said his mother, just loud enough to be painful.
Suddenly, Maggie, who had said nothing the entire time Jack was being teased, stood up and hurried out of the kitchen and then out of the front door.
"What's up with your sister?" asked his mother, "she didn't even say goodbye!"
"I have no idea, maybe she's worried about a test or something," suggested Jack.
**
Maggie raced out of the front door, her blazer and bag trailing behind her and headed to the bus stop hoping that the bus came before Jack emerged from the house. She had barely slept and had spent the night going over her actions in Jack's bedroom. Silently, in her head she was trying to find justifications for what she did; it was just natural curiosity, they love each other, Jack wants it too, anything she could think of to justify it. However, she could not shake the feeling of arousal she felt every time she remembered what she had done, however, those feelings were accompanied by the knowledge that if Jack had done something similar to her when she was in a similar inebriated condition, she did not think she could forgive him for violating her like that, and this realisation brought on terrible feelings of guilt that made her feel sick. She would have to find a way to make it up to him, hopefully without ever having to tell him what she had done.
The bus arrived and she jumped on, relieved that it had departed before Jack made an appearance.
**
Phoebe and Jack met Stephanie at the gates to the school and walked in three astride.
"Morning Steph," said Phoebe, a big smile on her face.
"M'ning Steph," mumbled Jack.
"Morning Phebes," replied Stephanie, "what's up with him?"
"Got drunk with his dad last night," Phoebe giggled, "and now he's paying for it."
Jack separated off and walked towards the collection of Mike, Dan and Tom in their usual spot by the fence; Stephanie and Phoebe went to meet Sally.
**
"Alright, Jack?" asked Tom.
"Hungover, and suffering." replied Jack, which was met with laughs and backslaps from his friends.
"Oh, can't lickle Jack handle his dwinks?" asked Mike, laughing, "did one have too many sherries with dear old Mumsy?"
"Sherry? I thought his drink of choice was Pimms," laughed Dan, "taken on the croquet lawn, of course!"
Jack leaned back against the fence and then quickly bent forward with his hands on his knees.
"Back up boys," shouted Dan, "he's about to blow!"
Jack dry-heaved a couple of times, and then groaned.
**
Phoebe sat in her form room after lunch waiting for afternoon registration to be over, Stephanie was mindlessly drawing shapes with her fingertips on her bare thigh under their desk, and she was doing her best to hide her reaction from Sally who was turned around to face them and was again talking to them about her favourite TV show.
"I've watched a couple of episodes now," said Phoebe, her voice raising slightly as Stephanie slipped her hand further up under her skirt.
"What'd you think of it?" asked Sally, happy that someone had taken her recommendation for once.
"I like it, it doesn't hurt that it's got some really hot sex scenes!" she replied.
"I know, right!" said Sally, enthusiastically, leaning forward slightly.
"If you like the first two episodes, you'll love the fourth and.." Sally stopped talking as she glanced down, her face took on a crimson hue and she turned away to face the front of the classroom.
Phoebe and Stephanie looked at each other for a second.
"Did she see?" Stephanie mouthed at Phoebe.
"I don't know!" replied Phoebe, shrugging and turning a similar colour to Sally.
"Oh fuck!" mouthed Stephanie.
The bell for the afternoon lessons rang, Sally shot out of her seat and was out of the door before Phoebe or Stephanie could react.
"What are we going to do?" asked Stephanie.
"I don't know, but we have to talk to her before she tells anyone else," replied Phoebe, "let's see if she can come to mine after school today."
