So, Mr. Furlong, where was I? Oh yes the first night Eric and I made out. It’s been a while, you know? Do you need some more water?
Jack Furlong shook his head, and hinted at me to continue my story. So I did
Well, after that night, things got a little bit funny. We did our best to play the part. Eric tried to push things a bit a couple times. But he was so naive and clumsy. He didn’t know how to woo a girl. So I just told him “not tonight” and he got the hint. We were perfect step relatives around our parents. And then at night he’d try to get to me, but I’d push him away. He was too straightforward. Finally, a week in, he had had enough. He came to my room after everyone had fallen asleep. He told me he missed the dope and he missed me. I had a party tomorrow night. My friend Amy had a get together at her house. My dealer would be there too. “I’ll take you” I told him, “but you better behave. And no making out. No touching. Nothing inappropriate. I am into this dude who’s there. He gives me dope too, so if you want any, you better chill, alright”?