Leo looked at Maya.
Her face was hopeful and a little scared after their kiss.
“Maya,” he said, his voice calm now.
“Let’s go on a date.”
Maya’s eyes lit up.
“A date?”
“Yes. Next Sunday.”
She smiled, a real, happy smile.
“Okay!”
The rest of the week passed slowly for Leo.
He went to school.
He talked to Maya a little in class.
But his mind was mostly on his mother at home.
He watched her.
He thought about her.
But he did not touch her.
He was waiting for Sunday.
Sunday morning, Leo got ready to go out.
His mother, Anna, was in the kitchen making coffee.
“Where are you going today?” she asked.
“Nothing special,” Leo said, not looking at her.
“Just going out with a friend.”
Anna looked at him.
She felt a little worry.
“Be safe,” she said.
But in her mind, she thought: He doesn’t have any friends.
Who is this friend?
Leo left the house.
He walked to the place where he was meeting Maya.
It was a small park with a fountain.
Maya was already there. New chapters come out on g.com first.
She was wearing a beautiful dress.
It was blue and fit her body nicely.
Leo’s eyes went straight to her chest.
The dress showed the shape of her breasts.
Maya smiled shyly.
“How do I look?”
“You look beautiful,” Leo said.
But he was mostly looking at her body.
They started their date.
They walked around the park.
They talked a little, but Leo’s mind was not really on talking.
He was thinking about how close Maya was.
He was thinking about touching her.
They sat by the fountain.
Maya talked about school, about her family.
Leo listened, but his eyes kept moving over her body—her breasts, her legs, her lips.
“Do you want to get something to eat?” Maya asked.
“Yes,” Leo said.
But he was not thinking about food.
They went to a small cafe.
They sat at a table.
Maya was happy, laughing sometimes.
Leo watched her.
He imagined what it would be like to be with her.
To have her like he had his mother.
After they ate, they walked again.
The sun was starting to go down.
Maya stopped walking and looked at Leo.
“Today was really nice,” she said.
Leo moved closer to her.
He put his hand on her waist.
Maya did not move away.
He pulled her closer.
He kissed her again, this time harder than before.
Maya kissed him back, her arms around his neck.
Leo’s hand moved from her waist to her back, then down lower.
Maya felt his touch and her body tensed for a second, but then she relaxed.
When the kiss ended, Maya was breathing fast.
“Leo…” she said softly.
“I want to see you again,” Leo said.
“Soon.”
Maya nodded, her face red.
“Me too.”
Leo walked home after leaving Maya.
His mind was full of thoughts.
Maya was pretty.
She wanted him.
She would let him touch her.
Maybe more.
But when he got home and saw his mother watching TV, all his thoughts about Maya faded away.
His mother was in a soft robe.
She looked tired but beautiful.
Looking at her, Leo knew one thing for sure.
Maya was nice.
But his mother was what he really wanted.
Maya could not replace that.
He went to his room.
He lay on his bed and thought about next time with his mother.
He knew what he would do.
And he knew Maya would never understand.