She handed me my phone. "She wants to talk to you," she said. Her face was bright red.
"Hello?" I said into the phone.
"Josh," Trina's mom sounded calm and perhaps a little amused, "I trust you aren't sneaking my daughter off to have s*x with her. If you guys do, though, please use protection."
At that point, I'm sure I was blushing. "We weren't..." I started to say, then grinned at Trina and shook my head. "Yes, ma'am," I said in as calm a voice as I could manage, "We really were just planning to do that homework, though. 'Calculus' isn't a euphemism for anything but math."
She laughed at my response. "Okay, Josh. Should I pick Trina up on my way home from work?"
I had to think about it for a second. I didn't actually know where that gym was. "If it's out of your way, I'd be happy to
