I rub my hands together excitedly. “It’ll be great,” I announce. “We’ll start tomorrow. I’ll pick you up at six.” “Six!” he yelps. “My alarm clock didn’t come with the six a.m. option.” “It’ll be great,” I assure him once more. Andy opens the front door wordlessly.
My parents would have rather given up all their worldly possessions and joined a nudist colony than let me invite my boyfriend over for a night of sex and cuddling.