Carol picked her way through the debris that scattered the living room floor. “For god’s sake, Andy, can you not tidy up a little bit at least? You’re seventeen years of age. Dave is coming round and I don't want the flat to look like a pigsty.” Andy rolled his eyes. His mum was obsessed with her new fella, Dave. Andy liked Dave. He had a wicked sense of humour and treated Andy like a grown-up instead of some little kid....

For the next week, Joolz played it cool, ignoring Andy’s increasingly desperate attempts to get her alone. The memory of Joolz flashing her boobs at him and giving him the most incredible blowjob of his teenage life filled his waking moments. Every time he went to the bathroom, he checked the laundry basket, hoping against hope that she had left another present for him. He decided she must be teasing him by hoarding her k...