Hi everyone!

WOW so many reviews. Thanks a lot. I'm sorry, it took me so long to update, but I was on a three week vecation in Italy and there was no internet in the house. But I got some good new ideas, so I hope you'll like it.

Ow, and for those questions in the reviews… maybe it was Calleigh, maybe not, who knows ;-)

And again: Thank you for the reviews!

To many to count

I always thought that it is good to assure a child and give some self-confidence. But when Eric was 14 I had to realise, that he really did not need that kind of support. I was in the kitchen when he walked in, right to the fridge.

"Eric why don't you invite Calandria for dinner on Sunday?", I asked him.

He took out the milk and wanted to drink it right out of the carton.

"Calandria? My girlfriends name is Irene." he answered and I took the carton out of his hands before he could take a sip.

"Mom!" he protested.

"We don't drink out of the carton, take a glass! And now, what happened to Calandria?"

He did what I told him. "Calandria was three weeks ago, after her I had Damita, then Kemena and this week Irene."

Is was stunned. "You have every week a new girl?"

"Sure. You said once to me, that I am a handsome young men. And I think everyone should get a piece of Eric Delko." He told me with a bright smugly grin.

"You forgot to tell her about: Laura, Ramira, Luisa, and Bella." Marisol said, who just walked in the kitchen: "If he continues like this there will be no cuben girl left."

"You are just jealous, because Marko broke up with you." Eric said and Mari became very angry.

I told my son to stop changing the girls every week and when he was gone I asked Mari if she knew about his…. Lovelife in the physical way… Very bad question, but I just wanted to know if a had to be prepared to became a grandmother, and send my son to the moon. But she said I did not need to worry about that. I should more worry about Eric's safety, because all those girls he broke up with were pretty angry.

Well, I hope you liked it, and don't worry. Many boys go wild some day in their teenage years ;-)