Vanessa knew that it was time to face her grandmother. She and Scotty had returned from her romantic birthday celebration and she had been staying at his place every since. Now Vanessa truly understood Scotty's fears; once they'd made love she could not imagine being anywhere but with him.
She smiled to herself as she thought of the gentle way that he touched her, teaching her how to please him. She loved waking up in the morning to find that she was curled up against Scotty's body, his arm around her.
With a sigh, Vanessa picked up the telephone and dialed her grandmother's house. She was eighteen and despite the argument that she was sure to face, she intended to stand her ground.
"Hello?"
"Hi grandma."
"Hi, Vanessa. Are you back from your birthday vacation?"
"Yes, ma'am." In fact, she'd been back for days…
"Did you and your cousin have fun? You didn't do anything crazy like getting drunk did you?"