Fifteen minutes later, Karyn pranced up the Farber drive and rapped on the front door.
It swung open to reveal the Stud's tall, imposing father. He knew immediately why Karyn had come to their house and didn't even give her a moment of politeness to speak.
"He's in his room," Steve's dad. "Go right on up. Hope you can make a real man out of that faggot son o' mine."
"Er me too, Mr Farber!"
Karyn tried her best to sound confident and keen, but she knew just how mean this man was to his son, no matter how hard Stud worked or what he did.
She knew which room as Stud's bedroom, of course. She was smart enough to remember that too. She climbed the stairs, took a left and it was at the end of the hall.
She pushed the door open a crack and cooed through the gap, "Hey there, my Studdy-wuddy "
