A girl friend

Claude, 17, is bringing home a girl I like.  She's the same age as him and a psychology student.  What I particularly like about this is to hear the two of them laughing and playing while washing the dishes.  Laughter is not often heard in this house, and the loud laughter of young voices even less often, in fact I cannot ever remember it happening before.  Rose has only managed to have one child despite twenty years of trying, so there has been no-one for Claude to laugh with, and that sound is now making me very happy!

When not engaged in laughing their way through the washing up, they are lying on Claude's bed closely clasped, mouth to mouth, door shut and locked. I laid in a stock of condoms, but haven't told Claude yet as I am just not sure about it; I don't want to give him the impression he should be having sex with her.   I suspect she is not ready for that.  This is the Philippines, after all.