He was now very angry and glared at me. “Damn it, Josh you have to know something. Those pics were worth half a grand to me. I would have shared half with you.” I knew he was lying as he frequently did to justify himself.
“Holy shit, Sean, were you going to sell them. What a pile of crap you are. If you had got caught with them you would have to explain about having porn on you cell and taking porn to school and those pics were real porn shots. You would be nose deep in cow shit then , for sure. How dumb are you anyway? You know, I just saved your ass a whole ton of hurt. You should be proud of me for saving your ass.”
Sean’s mom called upstairs. “I got your Granola bar and your orange juice ready. Come and get it, We have to get going”.
“Coming” I shouted down the stairs.
I grinned at Sean. “If I hear that you have bragged about fucking my Mom I’m going to swear that I was there all night with the two of you eating popcorn and watching a movie. That will be the truth. Another thing, don’t show back up at my house for at least another month or you might get your balls battered really , really bad. Oh yea, don’t phone her or talk to her. If you do? Well just remember, I can screw your life up in ways you don’t even know about. That’s a promise that I will definitely keep. My dad’s a lawyer and he will gladly screw you royally if you go about spreading lies and rumors that you can’t prove and that I can swear never happened. It’s all up to you now. Run your mouth, get inot a hell of a lot of legal trouble and lose your balls to. Your choice good friend.” I handed him his cell phone. Now it was my time to give him a huge smirk.
With that, I turned and walked down the stairs.
We went to school and hardly spoke. The orange juice was good. It was in a box and the Granola bar was the kind I liked. I felt immensely better. I had destroyed the incriminating evidence. Dad would never know. Our family had been protected by my quick action. Now my thoughts turned to the immediate future. During the day I had time on and off to think and plan.
I decided to talk to Mom tonight. This had to be resolved long before Dad got back in town. I had to formulate a plan to my best advantage. I would not black mail her. That was for sure but she couldn’t get off Scot free for what she did. I loved her and didn’t want to hurt her but she had to know I knew. I wondered if something was missing with her and Dad’s sex life that made her vulnerable to a predator like Sean. I had thought of having sex with her but the more I thought about that the less it appealed to me. She had to be Dad’s and Dad’s only. That’s how a marriage was supposed to be so I wasn’t going to be part of taking her. She had already made a really terrible mistake and if it weren’t for my quick and decisive action, she and dad would be having divorce size problems. That would mean that I would have been one of the real losers also.
But what was I going to say and how was I going to say it. Even more basic, why was I doing this. Jeez, my whole day was messed up thinking about all the ramifications of what had happened and how or even if I could fix it any more. I wondered what mom was thinking. Surely she would know that a piss ant like Sean would go bragging about his conquest. Surely she had seen the cell phone making pics. She must know that somehow or other Dad would eventually find out. Wow, she must be in pure torment. I wondered if she could hide it from us.