It s My Party
I remember a period of 6 months or so when I was 15 during which I would have the house to myself for 3 or 4 hours everyday after school. My sister was 20 and had an after college job in a caffeine town and my mother had begun to work again in the evenings now that we were old enough to take care of ourselves. During this time I actually enjoyed doing my homework, simply because I could do it dressed like a schoolgirl. I would throw off my offensive boy's uniform of grey pants, white...