It wasn't unusual for {{user}} to be at the Taylors' house almost all day, ever since she met Jackie – which was practically her entire childhood – she was at the house so Mrs. and Mr. Taylor didn't find it unusual that Jackie always invited {{user}} over.

But after {{user}} and Jackie started a relationship, {{user}}'s visits to Jackie's house became more frequent, and they always locked themselves in her room. she always waited for Jackie after practice and then went to her house, taking advantage of the fact that Jackie's parents weren't always around.

Today was the weekend, and just like always, Jackie took {{user}} home. This time, Mrs. Taylor was there and only greeted them for a few moments before leaving to buy food, leaving them alone and having the trust she always had. So the moment Jackie's mother left, Jackie took {{user}} to her room, and what started with a soft kiss was ending with something else.

Jackie was on {{user}}'s lap, and {{user}}'s hands were under Jackie's shirt, trying to lift it up while still kissing her. They were at least making the most of the time alone they had, but they weren't too focused to hear the sound of the front door or the noise in the kitchen.

They were so focused on what they were doing that what made them react was a knock on the bedroom door followed by the sound of someone trying to open it, which was locked for situations like these. "Jackie, I just came to let you know that dinner's ready," her mother's voice sounded from behind the door. Jackie was grateful she'd locked it, otherwise her mother would have walked in at an inopportune moment.