You're in my Spot 11

Jim and I were humiliated and we ran from the party as fast as we could while all those assholes just laughed at us. On the way out the door Jim snagged a half full bottle of whiskey that we drank after parking a block from home. Needless to say we both got pretty loaded. For some reason he and I began talking about sex and one thing led to another. Before either of us knew it we were in the back seat of his camaro fucking. So you see, I can't be mad at you for doing what I've done too."

"Holy shit," was all I could think to say.

"Exactly," she replied, her voice holding a hint of sadness.

"Was that the only time you guys did it?" The question hung in the air a few moments before mom answered.

"No, we uh, did it several more times before it got too strange."

"Strange how?"

"For one thing the constant worry that our parents would catch us put a lot of fear into us. Plus it was strange seeing my brother's face above me when we made love. I had trouble handling it and I think he felt th