Thank you to Yoni Noni for helping me to get this published.
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Well, here I am, back again just doing some study while Dad and Mum are at work. I am also thinking that I haven't seen Glen for a few days. I think I will take a break and go say hello.
When I get to the front door, I can see Mrs Peters crossing the road and going to Glen's house. I walked out and stood on the porch. Then, I made it look like I was checking to see if the mailman had been by, yet.
I could see Glen from our mailbox. He was standing at his front door talking to Mrs Peters. While they were talking, Glen seen me at the mailbox and grinned. I nodded, and then noticed that the newspaper had been delivered. I turned and bent over to pick it up. When I bent over, you could see my bum as I had my short shorts on. When I stood up and turned towards Glen again, he was still talking to Mrs Peters while he was watching me.
I walked back inside and started to read the paper. I wonder what Mrs. Peters was talking to Glen about. It couldn't be too interesting, seeing Glen was watching me.
Well, before I knew it, Mum and Dad were home from work.
They asked, "How was your day?"
I said, "Okay."
I said, "I seen Mrs Peters today, going over to Glen's, the guy next door."
Mum said, "Did you?"
Dad said, "I told you she is trying to see what she can get."
I said "Do you think that Glen would have sex with her?"
Mum said, "I don't think Glen would do anything with anyone."
I said, "Why?"
The reply I got was, "He is waiting for his wife to come back."
I said, "Do you think she will come back?"
Then Dad said, "She's not coming back! If she was coming back, she would be back by now."
We had dinner and then I went to do some more study. I was laying on my bed thinking about Glen again, with a grin on my face. If only Mum and Dad knew what Glen was doing the other night. Waiting for his wife to come back?... mmmm.
I awoke to Mum and Dad talking about us getting away for a few days.
I said, "Good morning," and then they mentioned the idea to me.
I said, "That would be nice. Where would we go?"
Then Dad's mobile rang, and the plans were cancelled due to work.
Then, there was a knock at the door. Mum went to see who it was, then I heard her talking to someone.
Mum said, "Tina, are you there?"
I said, "Yes." Then, I went to the living room, and standing there was you-know-who.
I said, "Hello."
Glen said, "Hi Tina, How are you?"
Before I could reply, Mum said, "Glen's returning the plate that the tart was on, said that it was good."
I looked at Glen and said, "Was it?"
He nodded and said, "Yes it was very very nice."
I said, "I'm glad you enjoyed it."