Daria’s mother and sister get together with Oscar’s very conservative mother, "call me Deb," and his teenaged sisters to plan the wedding. Oscar escapes to go to work, but Daria is trapped. She walks him out.
"I had to get out of there before I jumped on you," he whispered as we kissed in the hallway.
"I know, I know." There wasn’t much to say. We were both impressed with how instantly he got an erection when we held eye contact a little longer than wise, even in situations where there wasn’t much to be done about it.
“Fortunately there’s a cold shower at work--later,” he said as he slipped out the door.I went back into the living room where Mom and Deb faced each other in the wing chairs at opposite ends of the coffee table, like gunslingers in High Noon.
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