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It started off harmless enough.
I would stop by from time to time just to use his pool and tan.
There wasn't ever anyone home.
Usually.
Mr. Driller was always working and even offered me a key to let myself in.
Given that he was best friends with my father, I had known him for a few
years.
We always had holiday barbecues at his house.
He was someone my entire family trusted.
After class one day, I stopped by to take a dip.
I didn't see a car in the driveway, but I felt as if I was being watched.
I tried to ignore it.
But even through the reflection of the glass,
I could see a shadow inside.
I went into the house to see if I was crazy.
He was just standing there, waiting for me.
No words were spoken as he approached.
Until he whispered, can you keep a secret?
I nodded respectfully and smiled.
Knowing what that meant, I practically melted into his hands.
I felt vulnerable in the best possible way.
Then he kissed me.
I've never been with an older man before.
The way he looked at me and touched me was like no other.
Oh. Oh.
You've got to keep on rapping if you want it.
Oh, yeah.
Let's see.
Thank you.
She's talking.
It's kind of tragic, isn't it?
I've been thinking about this every day.
Thank you.
It's a boy.
This is where you can hang around. Thank you.
Oh, yes.
Thanks for that.
Thank you.
Looks like I'm going to have to come over a lot more often.
Oh, for sure.
Do not tell your dad about any of this stuff.
You don't have to worry about it.
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