Sixty six

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I nodded at Quincy. "Three..." I placed my hand on the doorknob as we both counted. "Two...one."

I threw the door open and screamed. "Ahhhhhh."

Travis covered his body and screamed. "Ahhhhhh."

Quincy dropped the cake as he screamed. "Ahhhhhh."

I pushed Quincy out of the room and slammed the door shut. We both stared at each other with wide eyes and I shivered. "Your fucking eight Travis!"

"I'm nine!"

"Still young, not even fucking double digits dude!"

"I'm a growing boy!"

"Happy fucking birthday!" Quincy yelled. "I felt left out!"

I think I'm scarred for life I mean he's like four, fucking in there doing those things...I mean I was eight when I first...I rolled my eyes.

"Take a shower and wash your hands after you get out okay!?"

"Fine!"

"Well act like this never happened yeah!?"

"Deal!"

I shook my head walking downstairs as I ran my hand down my face. I sat at the island and Quincy chuckled sitting next to me.

"My boy was getting birthday sex from his hand." Quincy laughed as I glared at him.

"I'm glad you find this amusing," I groaned. "I think this is worse than that time I walked in on my grandma...never mind." I shivered.

He punched my shoulder. "I was fucking there bitch thanks for reminding me."

I chuckled and looked at him. "Do you think I'm gonna have to have the talk with him?"

Quincy chuckled. "Well, I don't think he'll be having sex right now so...just wait."

I shrugged. "I don't know, kids these days be crazy."

He nodded. "True but, don't bring it up I mean he's still a kid that laughs at fart jokes-"

"We laugh at fart jokes."

"Shut up you get my point, he's already watching porn so I'm sure he gets the gist of it."

"Good, I want the first person I have the talk with to be my daughter- never mind." He chuckled as Travis walked downstairs. "That was a quick shower."

"I just wiped off my-"

"Okay!" I stood. "Happy birthday dude."

"Thank you," He smiled walking towards the supply closet. "I'll clean the cake and then-"

"Nah I got it youngin," Quincy stood. "It's your birthday chill."

Travis nodded and came to sit by me as Quincy headed upstairs.

"So you feeling old?"

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