Glenda Steele was mad, really mad. She would shortly be fifteen years old and had just found out that her mom, Marcy Steele, was cheating on her with her boyfriend. Glenda had become sexually active about eight months ago when she began dating Scott Martin. Scott was a love-em and leave-em type of guy, according to several of Marcy's lady friends whose daughters had dated him. To be sure there were no surprises, Marcy quickly had her doctor prescribe birth control pills for Glenda when she started being seen hanging around Scott. Almost as quickly, Glenda got over Scott and her mother breathed a sigh of relief, but kept her daughter on the pills as a precaution against continued worry.

Then came Harry Woodson, a seventeen years old heartthrob and star on the basketball team. Harry was a very good-looking boy, very studious and polite. Some of Glenda's friends thought that Harry was a geek, frequently talked to her, trying to dissuade her from seeing him. She was quick to defend him against all who spoke down about him.

It was one evening, not two hours after she had gotten into a big shouting match with her best friend Martha, that Glenda learned the truth about Harry. She had stayed over after school for play practice. She was supposed to phone her mother for a ride home when practice was over. Instead, her friend's mom showed up and offered Glenda a ride home. When she arrived, she saw nobody, though the lights and TV were on. Checking through the house, she found her mom, naked in bed with her boyfriend Harry.

Glenda was devastated and quickly exited the house to avoid being seen by either of them. She walked the ten blocks back to school, and with the assistance of a janitor, used a school phone to call her mother. When her mother arrived, she said nothing to her, instead, holding things in her heart until the next morning at school.

Very cautiously, she made her way to Martha's table in the cafeteria before school and sat down. She had to admit to her friend that she was so embarrassed the previous night when she got inside the house and found her mother and Harry in her mother's bed. She told her friend she didn't know what to do.

Martha was a fast study and said to Glenda, "Do you just want to let them know you know about them, or do you really want to burn them?"

"What do you mean, the jilted girl asked?"

"Well, as I see it, you can just go on as if nothing happened, or you could take things into your own hands and help them do something really stupid."

"Like what, Glenda asked?"

"Remember, a couple weeks ago, you said that Harry had a box of condoms in his locker and that you knew his combination, right?"

"Yes, go on," Glenda told her friend.

"Well, if it were me, I'd probably do like Linda Thompson did when Cary Boyd cheated on her. She poked holes in his supply of rubbers. That's how Susan Baxter got pregnant. I think it was hilarious," she told her friend.

"Martha, you're not telling me to maybe cause my mom to get pregnant by Harry Woodson, are you?"

"Why not? They deserve it, don't you think? All you have to do is use a sharp needle and poke a hold through the backside where all the printing is. I'm sure they won't see it for at least a while," Martha continued.

"I don't know, Martha, that seems awful drastic to me," the jilted girl admitted.

Right then the two-minute bell rang for first class and the two each went their separate ways.

Nothing more was said about Martha's suggestion during the next weeks. Martha and Glenda saw each other frequently, but it was as if neither wanted to renew old wounds. Finally, one afternoon the two were together after last class as they walked to the stage area for another play practice. Martha said to Glenda, "Did you think anything more about Harry and what I suggested?"

Glenda thought for a minute then responded, "No, I pretty well just forgot about it," she told her friend.

"Have they been together anymore that you know of?" Martha asked Glenda.

"Yeah, almost every night because I've been going to the library to study."

"Why are you going there to study?" Martha asked.

"Tina Ross has been working with me on my Civics project. It's sort of the middle point since we live opposite directions from one another," Glenda said.

Glenda again left things die down and didn't say anything more to her friend for a few weeks. Then, Glenda came into the cafeteria one Wednesday morning excitedly looking for Martha. When she saw her, she quickly made her way to her friend and said to her, "Can I get a ride home to my house with you and your mom tonight after drama club?"

"Sure, but why do you need a ride home, doesn't the activity bus go right by your house?"

"Yeah, but I want to talk to you."

That afternoon the two girls met, Martha after volleyball practice and Glenda after drama club. "Mom's going to be late because she has to drop my brother off at judo class before she picks me up, so we've got about fifteen minutes before she's due," Martha told her friend.

"That's good, because I've got some juicy tidbits to tell you."

"About what?" Martha asked.

"Mom and Harry," she told her.

They made their way to the corner of the office lobby where they had some privacy, but still could see Martha's mom when she appeared.

"Last Friday, mom and Harry had a big fight," Glenda said.

"About what?" Martha asked.

"I went right home after school on Friday and went right to my room before they could get there. I decided to catch the two of them doing it. I knew that he had a basketball game at Western Tech on Friday night and that mom was planning to go. I figured that I could watch them, then after they both left, I would be able to do my own thing the rest of the night."

"You were intending to catch your mom and Harry having sex?"

"Uh huh. I don't know if I would have confronted them, but I wanted to at least make sure they were really doing it and try to get a couple pictures."

"Harry has a key mom gave him so he could get in without mom having to be there first. He got there first and went to her room. I was in my closet with the doors closed. I made a very tiny hole in mom's wall next to her mirror so I could see them well. He was laying naked on mom's bed when she got home."

"She went to her room and I watched her undress. When she had all her clothes off, she walked over to where Harry was laying and he sucked her boobs for a few seconds, then he handed mom a rubber. She unwrapped it and was going to put it on him when she saw a hole in it."

"She panicked an started yelling at him, asking him if he was trying to get her pregnant."

"He said no, and asked her what she meant."

"She showed him, then reached into his gym bag and pulled out the box. When she checked the others, she saw that all of them had holes in them."

"By then, she was really pissed and started yelling and screaming at Harry."

"He just sat there staring at her. He didn't know what to say other then telling her he didn't know how it could have happened."

"Glenda, I thought you weren't going to do anything."

"I didn't say that. I said I didn't know what I was going to do," she told Martha.

"Anyway, mom told Harry to get the hell out and he did, real quick."

"I guess he was so out of it at the game, that the coach benched him at the end of the first quarter and he never got to go back in. We lost by seven and he only had only two points. He usually has at least fifteen, so I guess he cost us the game."

"Glenda, that's wild. What did you mom do then?"

"I guess she first went to Wal-Mart and got one of those home pregnancy test kits and used it. I saw the instructions in the bathroom trash on Monday morning. Last night I was upstairs studying and I heard my mom talking to one of her friends. She told her that she was pregnant and that she didn't know what she was going to do because the kid was underage and didn't believe in abortion. She said guessed she was going to have to have the baby."

"Glenda, do you know what that means?"

"What?"

"That means your supposed boyfriend is going to be the father of your brother or sister."

"Oh my God, Martha. I never gave that a thought."

"Every time I see him or her, I'll probably think about seeing mom standing, bending over Harry with him sucking her tits."

"Martha, there's your mom, we have to go."

As the two girls walked to the car, Glenda said to her best friend, "Martha, please don't say anything to anybody, please?"

"I won't," Glenda, "Your secrete is safe with me."