Taste the Candy

Where’s mom and dad? I asked looking at him through the mirror.

“Shopping or something,” he said with a cute grin. “You want to suck it again, you’re so good at it,” he complimented me as if that would make me more inclined even though I already loved doing it.

“Sure,” I said and spit out my toothpaste and rinsed out my mouth. “In here or in your room?” I asked him.

“Oh! My my room, good idea,” he quickly replied.

I had gotten pretty good at doing it, or at least that’s what my brother kept telling me. I was hoping one day he’d help teach me what it would be like to sit on it but I was too nervous to ask him so I kept hoping he’d bring it up.

“Hurry up, I don’t know how much time we have,” he barked and I followed behind.