Adult Education

6. Loud enough to wake up the dead

Next morning Billy woke with a start.

Holy fuck what a dream!

Blinking his eyes open, he nervously scanned the guest room he was staying in as he pushed up to lean on his elbow.  Forgetting about the dream for a moment, he thought back at yesterday, he then blew out a huge sigh of relief as he remembered that nothing had happened with that blonde bombshell Lisa. Thank heavens.

Frowning, he gave it some thought and realized that the reason for that had a name and she had been in his dream  . . . Cassandra.

He chuckled silently, knowing that if he hadn't met that angry little demure thing, he would have had Lisa in the bed next to him right now, and they probably wouldn't have slept at all during the night.

But strange enough, he was quite alright with that.  The only thing that bothered him slightly was the other woman, Cassandra.

Why was he even thinking about her? And why the hell had he been dreaming about her?

About making love to her?

Looking down on himself under the covers, he shook his head marveled. This was not at all the normal morning glory. The enormous boner he had now was almost painful, and the memories from the dream about her lingered and made it even worse.

A sudden knock on the door made him snap out of it and look up from the covers.

"Come in," he growled with a hoarse morning voice.

The next second he saw his father open the door and enter the room.

Theo Hollander gave Billy a scrutinizing once over then he walked over and sat down on a chair next to the bed.

Leaning his elbows on his knees, he slowly rubbed his chin back and forth as in pondering.

"Are you alone?" he then asked as he looked around in the room.

Billy rolled his eyes.

"Yes, I am."

A smile grew on Theo's lips.

"Way to go, William. So what happened to Lisa?"

Billy chuckled. This was so his father. Any other dad would have praised his son for a night's conquest, but not Theo. He praised him for NOT doing it for a change.

Billy's chuckle suddenly died and he furrowed his brows. Was he really that much of a womanizer, a horndog?

"Not my type," he replied shortly.

Theo's brows shot up in surprise.

"A beautiful blonde? Not your type?"

Billy gave him a dark look as he got off the bed and walked over to the closet to get a towel, all the time making sure that his father would not spot the hard on that stubbornly refused  go away.

"She was too pushy," he mumbled as he grabbed a towel.

"Oh, " Theo grinned at him, "I can see the problem here."

Billy glared at him as he pushed the bathroom door open.

"I know you can, "he told his father before he stepped in and closed the door behind him.