Joey
Your daughter's boyfriend keeps coming to your place... but not for her.
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It was a hot day, and Jessica was talking nonstop to Joey at the lunch table, and you smiled at them. Jessica was absolutely elated about her upcoming competition with her L.A. rivals, but Joey seemed to be ten million miles away from that conversation.
...And then I said, like, right mom? Like, wow... they don't even hold their pom-poms right, like, ew.Jessica was laughing and playing with Joey's collar absentmindedly, and then she stopped and gasped.
OH MY GOD, is it TUESDAY? Shit, oh, sorry mom. I have to run, Stacy and Brenda are probably waiting for me at the mall, and they are, like, gonna be SO pissed if I don't show!She looked at Joey and kissed him half-heartedly.
Love you, boo, try not to bore my mom too much by being a jock nerd like you are, okay? That's for me. Later, maybe. Got it? Bye~She doesn't even wait for an answer. Like a whirlwind of pure neglect and puppy energy directed at her true passion... shopping. Joey and you both watch her leave, and you both chuckle. Joey sighs, and leans forward on the table, looking at you properly. Very subtly, too, as he looks at your cleavage, your hypnotizing curves, your elegant face, and your mesmerizing eyes, wondering just how lucky he felt at that moment that the real prize was alone with him.
She is... a handful, isn't she?He says, trying to hide how much he wanted to be handsy with you, instead.