3 - Not an Experience

Randy was surprised to find two humans of the opposite sex making out on the floor of the room.

Maureen still had her legs wrapped around Darren's waist as she draped her arms around the shirtless man's neck.

Their kiss was only broken when they heard a call. Both turned around, Randy was already girded at the waist, glaring and demanding a wordless explanation.

Maureen and Darren were finally forced to sit in the living room, awaiting judgment when Maureen's twin sister and her father arrived.

"What did the kids do wrong?" asked Abra, Maureen's father, after taking a seat on the sofa across from them as he rolled up the sleeves of his shirt. "How come they're all so quiet?"

The two youngsters in front of him looked down.

Darren placed a sofa cushion on Maureen's lap, covering his exposed groin when cross-legged. He wore a T-shirt pulled from the closet, rumpled and rushed.

Without offering anything, Randy sat firmly on the single sofa between them. "We have something to talk about. If need be, before Dara gets home, it should be over."

According to Randy, his wife Dara would be even more frantic about their children's behavior. Abra thought the same about Aya, Maureen's mother.

While for Randy and Abra, who had been through a dark past, it could be that the youngsters' move was based on curiosity.

"Serious problems?" Abra rested her elbows on her knees, leaning forward a little to spotlight the two people at the center of the conversation.

"Who wants to talk first?" Randy looked at the two perpetrators in turn.

Both Maureen and Darren raised their faces with very different expressions.

Darren tended to bring his hands together in a fist, then looked down again. He didn't know how to recount what had happened so quickly.

The figure beside him raised a low hand, looked down in embarrassment, then looked at Abra as if asking for consent to speak through a pleading eye gesture.

"Yes, Maureen?" Abra nodded, accompanied by curious looks from the four men in the room.

"I..., I forced Uncle Darren to do it."

Maureen bit her lower lip at the end, worried about how her father would respond if he heard the truth, but there was no way she could deny it. For Maureen, Abra always had an open mind about every step her children took as long as it was justified.

"In what context is this?" Abra knew exactly what vague terms the late teens in front of her were using, but using the word 'Uncle' to refer to Randy's son deepened the negative context.

The age difference between the two human children in front of her was obvious.

Maureen had just graduated from elementary school when she noticed Darren, who was eleven years her senior, at a family party. The nickname 'Uncle' was coined because the girl felt Darren was too mature for her in terms of posture and appearance.

"Matthew? Can you explain? You came here at the same time, right?"

Abra's question was directed at Maureen's twin sister as the eldest's memories of her early attraction to the opposite sex dissolved in her head.

"That, Pa ...." Matthew was stunned, not daring to look directly at the grown man. The cold bottle in his hand even fell over. "I don't know anything. I just got back from a friend's house. Just dropped Maureen off for a date."

"Dating all the time, anyway!" Maureen chided quietly, throwing a whine at her unlikely twin.

Matthew retaliated by raising his middle finger without being noticed by the adults while picking up a fallen water bottle.

They exchanged tongue twisters until the owner of the house spoke, "Darren?"

Randy needed to hear from his eldest son who hadn't spoken since he was busted. Even though he had studied abroad, he didn't think it was possible for Darren to attack first.

"I won't defend myself, Dad." The welcoming exhale sounded heavy. The answerer raised both hands low in the air in a sign of surrender. "I didn't realize that when I was 'fucking' Rin."

Confession. Darren felt guilty about his sleeping habits lately. He thought he should check his room key more often before falling asleep.

"Uncle Darren is good, Dad." Maureen replied without being asked so proudly. At least Maureen's curiosity was satisfied.

"Will you shut up, Maureen?" Abra was so dizzy that she had to massage both sides of her temples on her head.

Okay, for men such things were not strange to talk about, but among girls? Are teenagers now so open to information?

"Do you understand the reason for this meeting, Abra?" asked Randy, making sure.

Maureen's future was still too long, while Darren's age range was ripe for marriage. For those older than them, this opportunity was usually used for arranged marriages, to cover up embarrassment.

"Hah, kids this age!" Abra rubbed her face roughly. Even her climatic hair was a mess. He chose to question, "Are you guys using safety?"

Abra would not force a relationship, especially with his son Randy's alibi of 'accidentally'. What kind of responsibility could be given by someone without full awareness?

"Maureen just finished getting it, Pa." Abra's eldest offspring was quick to respond.

"Don't make out too much, you're a girl." Abra's throat was suddenly dry. His son had truly inherited his habit of dealing with his parents.

"If it's a boy, then it's okay, Dad?" Maureen's brother, who had remained silent, spoke up.

"Matt!" Abra scolded. After taking a deep breath, she tried to explain, "Infectious diseases can come from anywhere. Condoms don't guarantee you'll be free of problems either."

Their papa couldn't forbid it at all. Habits and developments of the times were difficult to stem, he could only trust and accompany the decisions made by his children.

"Hey! Hey! Are you guys making light of all this?" Randy interrupted a conversation that he thought was out of the context of the core relationship. "I have my daughter here too, Abra. You have different principles."

On the one hand, Randy couldn't let Darren off the hook even though his actions were done unconsciously, but on the other hand, there were many considerations that they had to decide on as a family.

Marriage was clearly not a way out. Apart from the fact that Maureen was still underage and far from ready, the 'abyss' of difference he had been through with Dara lay before Darren's eyes.

"What about Darren himself?" Abra questioned Darren's thoughts, especially since Randy and Dara's son had been silent throughout their conversation.

"What's the matter?" Darren laughed awkwardly. Very quietly.

There were too many alternatives in his head and flashes of dreams that turned out to be real.

Maureen was no longer a flat-chested child. Darren's lips even recorded the vividness of every flavor she offered, from the last few seconds of lip smacking to the suction she took on ....

If swearing was allowed, Darren wanted to make fun of his own who was easily woken up by Maureen.

"What about your relationship after this?" Maureen's father emphasized his question.

"Darren still doesn't understand." That was not the definitive answer the adults in front of them wanted.

"Are you going to have a serious relationship or just a first experience?"