Mother put her cup down, "you had a date with Becky Murphy. I happen to know she's fast and I wondered whether you two had s*x and thus lost your virginity."
'Fast' was code for girls that liked to f**k and weren't shy about with whom. I was annoyed.
"Don't say that about her. I really like her, and we had a great time. I'm sorry she had to go back home. And since you want to know everything, no, I didn't."
My angry outburst put my mother off-center.
"I'm sorry, that was a bit coarse. I know her Aunt and she was concerned about Becky visiting and staying with Molly."
Becky's comment came back to me, and I decided to press my brief advantage.
"Becky mentioned she stayed with Molly. She said they shared the bed. Is that a problem? I thought girls did that a lot."
"It's not important.
