13. (this one marries to "His Place" from the 100 word series)

Last night I ended up at Mike's place. He picked me up and realized he had left his phone at home. I could tell he was distracted by the fact that he was out of contact with work, so I suggested we go by his place to pick it up.

Last night I also ended up in Mike's bed. While we were at his place picking up his phone, he was digging around his kitchen trying to be polite and offer me something to drink. I realized I didn't want anything to drink, I simply wanted him. So, I walked into his kitchen and stood on my tip toes and did my best to kiss him suggestively.

Last night we did not go out as planned.


14.

Traffic, traffic, traffic, traffic. Why couldn't I have hit traffic on the way there? It would have shaved some time off spending the afternoon at my parent's place. No, I had to hit traffic on the way home.

All of my brother's were there – Frank, Greg, Hal, and Ian. My mom was not exactly innovative with our names. We are alphabetical by birth order. My dad's name is David, my mom is Elizabeth, so we have D, E, F, G, H, I and J – for me Jessa.

I made a point to steer clear of my father. Unfortunately, Ian hadn't managed that. When I was grabbing something from my car, I could hear them arguing in the garage. Ian was bigger than our father, so our father didn't exactly try to grab hold of him to "shake some sense into him." I remember the last time he did that with Ian, I think my brother was about 14. Ian shook back and sent our dad crashing backward into a wall.

My mother still thinks we are just a normal family. I don't ever want to convince myself that the way my family behaves is at all normal or acceptable.