Epilogue or Prologue? You choose:
My thoughts were all over the place as I drove home. I’ve done it. Fulfilled my fantasy. Christine was amazing. Better than amazing. She was a goddess. But it was over too soon. I still wanted her, and I will have her again. It won’t be easy, but at least I know now that it’s possible.
I got home to find the house plunged in darkness. Dad was away for a week on a business trip, leaving only me and my mum at home. I let myself in without fuss and made my way quietly up the stairs. I paused in front of my room and glanced over at my parent’s room door. After hesitating for a moment, I tiptoed over and leaned close to the door to listen for telltale signs of my mum.
“Unghhh.. Tommy... Oh... Tommy... Tommy...” I heard mum moaning.
“Slowpoke,” I whispered to myself. Quiet as a mouse, I backed away and retreated into the darkness my room.