“Hey there Alan, what’s going on?” I asked. Xxx She made her choice, albeit it was my ‘friend’ but never the less, it was her choice as both Alan and my Mother were certainly above the age of consenting. This is where I entered the picture. I didn’t really understand why my Mother wanted me to hang out with Alan, but she seemed to be relatively happy seeing Alan and I hanging out together. She was beautiful, smart, hardworking, daughter of a good set of parents, everything that she could ask for to date poor Alan. I’m guessing that I won’t be home for at least an hour and a half, maybe even as long as two hours.” I told Alan.
