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Heck, he couldn't lie to Brenda, how could he lie to Karen? "Ah...we...we were just, you know, talking about stuff," he stammered.
Sylvia's mother traced her finger over his jaw. "What kind of stuff?" she asked.
"Ah...you know...just stuff," he said.
"Jason, why are you being so secretive?" Karen asked. A frightened look appeared on her face. "Oh, God, don't tell me she suspects something. Is that it, Jason? Does Brenda suspect something?"
Jason wasn't sure what to do. Should he tell her or shouldn't he? What would she do if she knew the truth? How would she handle knowing that her daughter knew all about them? He decided the truth was the best response. "Ah...yeah...she...she does suspect something," he said slowly. "Ah...the other night she...well, she asked me how come I was acting so depressed when that Duke guy showed up. She asked me the same thing again tonight."
"Oh, my, God!" Karen whispered. "What...what did you tell her?"
Jason decided that he might as well get it over with. He knew he'd never be able to lie to her. "I told her the truth," he said.
Karen's eyes widened. "The...the...the truth?" she stammered. "Jason...Oh, God! Are...are you saying you...you told Brenda about...about us?"
"Ah...yes...I did," Jason admitted. "I mean, she kinda had it figured out already, but, well, since she had, I figured lying to her wouldn't work."
"Oh, God!" Karen exclaimed. She rolled onto her back and lay there, staring at the ceiling for a while. "How...how did...did she react?" she asked, finally.
"Actually, I think she said, 'I'm sure as hell not gonna tell Dad. It would serve him right after the way he's treated her,' or something pretty close to that," he said.
"You mean she wasn't upset?" Karen asked, sounding surprised.
"Did she act upset when we were playing 'Trivial Pursuits'?" Jason asked. "She knew then, remember?"
"I guess you're right," Karen whispered. "She certainly didn't act any different than she usually does." She rolled on her side to face him again. "Why on earth did you tell her?" she asked.
Jason shrugged and said, "I'm not sure, really. First of all, she pretty well had it figured out before we ever started talking. I guess neither of us was as good at hiding our feelings as we thought we were. And I'm not very good at lying. My Mom says it shows on my face when I do. Why do you think I told you about all this? I can't lie. When I do, it's so obvious I might as well be wearing a flashing sign saying 'Liar!' on my forehead." Sylvia's mother giggled at his comment. "And beside all that, I think Brenda should know. She's kinda nice and I do trust her."
"But how am I going to face her now?" Karen asked. "I mean, knowing that she knows..."
"Don't act any different," Jason said, tracing her face with his finger. "She loves you. I'd say she loves you a lot from the way she talked. And she's not angry with you...or me."
"God, this is so unbelievable!" Karen murmured.
"She said something else, too," Jason ventured.
"What was that, my darling?" Karen asked.
"She said she thought you might be a little in love with me," he replied.
"Oh, darling!" she exclaimed.
Jason cupped his hand around the back of her head and began gently urging her face toward his. Then his lips came in contact with hers. The kiss began gently, but didn't stay gentle for long. The longer their lips were joined, the more fervent their oral caress became. Karen's arms slid around Jason's neck and her tongue thrust into his mouth.
As they continued to share kisses, each one more fervent than the last, Jason fumbled open the buttons down the front of her nightgown. He heard her gasp when he slid his hand inside the soft cotton garment, onto her bare flesh and cupped one of her breasts. "Oh! Oh, Jason!" she moaned. Her nipple hardened against his palm and she pressed herself against him.
Their feverish exchange of kisses finally ended, but Jason's hand remained on Sylvia's mother's breast, his thumb stroking her nipple gently.