"When her mother left Vikki looked at me. "No time for fun and games and fucking eh... Okay, while I'm pissing," she laughed, "in the toilet, you can shower then it'll be my turn."Less than ten minutes later we were sitting in the kitchen, Vikki was dressed, if that's what you could call it, in her supermarket uniform with her purse on the table beside her, while I was wearing the previous days clothes, and we were tucking into a poached egg, two crispy strips of lean bacon, toast and marmalade and orange juice.Shortly after that, it was past fifteen and headed for twenty past eight, we were running down Vikki's driveway with her mother standing at the open front door happily naked as we began our run down Blackfoot Circle towards Station and then May Close and into the northern end of the park and onto Cotton Way and home. My home of course.Intending to dive under the shower for a few seconds to wash off the perspiration we ran towards the kitchen intending to find my mother and say. “I don’t know…” he replied, taking a seat on the edge of the bed next to me. It was late. The sun had finally fallen, leaving us with only the lights inside the van to see. No cars passed by outside, so it was completely silent. We were the only ones out here. All alone. Just Ethan and I.“Let’s play a game,” I thought to myself but ended up blurting out loud. “Okay, now we’re talking,” he said, immediately interested. “What game?” I didn’t really think he would go along with it, so I was caught off guard. I racked my mind to think up something we could play out here in a van, stuck in the middle of nowhere. “Um… what if we… hmm… yeah, I can’t think of anything.”“Truth or Dare?” he asked, shrugging his shoulders questioningly.“Yeah!” I said excitedly, my eyes lighting up. Before we knew it, we were both on the bed playing Truth or Dare. Luckily, I had decided to wear running shorts and a T-shirt, so that I would be comfortable during the ride. On the other hand, Josh wore chino shorts.
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