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   The following day Lucy tried again in vain to convince Brad that she did
not need to tell her mum.  But Brad was not budging.  Brad knew his mum. 
He knew she would flip but he also knew that she would give in.  The
question was for how long.  After realising that Brad was serious Lucy
decided to get it over and done with.  On Friday after school Leanne was in
the kitchen making dinner.  She was in a good mood as she had finished her
four day shift and was enjoying her first day off.  Her mood was about to
change.
Lucy: Hi mum
Leanne: Hi Lucy (pleased her daughter was being nice)
Lucy: you on the wine already
Leanne: it's been a long week
Lucy: yeh, you work too hard
Leanne: bills to pay sweetheart
Lucy: you going out
Leanne: yeh, Derek and I are seeing some friends for a drink later. 
What about you
Lucy: nothing planned
Leanne: no date set up
Lucy: well I am seeing this boy, we're going steady
Leanne: who's this then
Lucy: his name's Tom
Leanne: cute?
Lucy: you bet, he's gorgeous.
Leanne: how many boyfriends is that then
Lucy: mum (chiding tone)
Leanne: sorry
Lucy: he's definitely the one.  I think I love him
Leanne: your too young to be in love dear
Lucy: am not
Leanne: so when do I get to meet this Tom
Lucy: dunno, whenever
Leanne: I'd like to meet the love of my daughter's life
Lucy: mum (apprehensive)
Leanne: yes (still doing the cooking)
Lucy: can I talk to you
Leanne: sure honey (not really listening)
Lucy: I need to tell you something
Leanne: what (stopping what she was doing and beginning to feel nervous)
Lucy: promise you won't get mad
Leanne: what have you done (serious tone)
Lucy: promise
Leanne: can't promise if I don't know what it is
Lucy: well........it's like this..............I'm no longer a virgin
(waiting for the verbal blast)
Leanne remained silent.  She put both hands on the edge of the kitchen
worktop, arms straight and looked down at the floor.  Her eyes were shut.

She was controlling her anger and other emotions and Lucy knew it.
Leanne: Your only 13
Lucy: I know mum but I'm ready
Leanne: you've hardly started puberty
Lucy: that was ages ago
Leanne: who was it with, was it with this Tom
Lucy: yeah
Leanne: when
Lucy: just this week
Leanne: did you take precautions
Lucy: yes mum.  I'm on the pill as well
Leanne: what (gobsmacked) since when
Lucy: last week
Leanne: you went to the doctor yourself
Lucy: with Alyssa
Leanne: is she on the pill as well
Lucy: yeah
Leanne: can girls your age not wait a few years until your old enough
Lucy: we are old enough mum
Leanne: you are not (sternly).  Did this Tom force you.
Lucy: sorry mum but I was totally ready.  It wasn't a spur of the moment
thing.  I wanted to.
Leanne: now you will get a reputation
Lucy: it's normal for boyfriends and girlfriends to do stuff mum.  You
only get a bad rep if you sleep around
Leanne: but your only 13
Lucy: mum I'm sorry you don't want me to have sex, but I wanted to and
I'm ready
Leanne: does Brad know
Lucy: yes
Leanne: he's no better.  He's been a bad influence, bring all these
girls home.
Lucy: your no angel (immediately regretting saying it)
Leanne: less of your cheek
Lucy: sorry
Leanne: well I don't want him anywhere near this house
Lucy: mum that's not fair
Leanne: finished.  Your not to see him again
Lucy: mum you can't make me do that (getting angry)
Leanne: can to.  You don't see him again
Lucy: You can't make me
And with that Lucy stormed off to her bedroom in the huff.  Leanne
finished making the tea and was a lot worse mood than before.  15 minutes

later Brad walked in after football practice.
Leanne: I want a word with you
Brad: ok (knowing what this was all about)
Leanne: You knew Lucy was having sex and didn't tell me
Brad: I wanted her to tell you
Leanne: Well she just did.  She's only thirteen for crying out loud
Brad: I know, I went mad as well, but a lot of girls have sex at that
age now
Leanne: it's too young
Brad: maybe
Leanne: You've been a bad influence on her
Brad: how, that's not fair
Leanne: All those girls you bring back, how old are some of them,
probably not much older than Lucy
Brad: She would have done it anyway mum, you know Luce, headstrong,
always thinks she knows best
Leanne: yeah, but you haven't helped.  Now she'll get a reputation
Brad: I've had a word with her boyfriend
Leanne: Hope you kicked his butt
Brad: was tempted but I calmed down
Leanne: so what do you say to this little cassanova
Brad: that he better treat Lucy right.  Not cheat on her and not blab to
all his mates.  Or I'll kick his head in
Leanne: good
Brad: sorry mum, it's just the way it is these days
Leanne: can you all not keep your clothes on until your older
Brad: why should you get all the fun
Leanne: I'm not laughing
Brad: sorry
Leanne: I've told her that she had to finish with him
Brad: that ain't gonna happen and you know it
Leanne: suppose your right
Brad: she'll fight you all the way
Leanne: I know
Brad: plus you gave me some leeway when I was that age
Leanne: that was a mistake
Brad: come on mum, you've said that was the day I grew up.  Maybe it
will be the same for Lucy
Leanne: I doubt it
Brad: Why don't you meet him
Leanne: Don't think I want to
Brad: He's all right.  Bit of a poser.
Leanne: Like you you mean
Brad: ha, maybe
Leanne: I'll think about it
Brad: fair enough
Leanne: tea's ready
Leanne shouted to Lucy that tea was ready and she shouted back she did
not want any.  Leanne left hers in the oven and Brad and his mum had tea
together.  They avoided the current topic of conversation.