Too young

   
in the middle of problem 7  
I am fumbling all over his pencil and paper  
i cant take my eyes off his physique
my face is red
               
His dad calls my agency        
"Perhaps a male next time?"      
     
               
still  i come at the appointed hour    
park a block away    
watch the new tutor pull in  
   
   
i  need      
to make sure    
 he's   OK
         
I learn his schedule
Soccer practice
an after school job
 
"what a coincidence!"            
   bumping into  him      
 in the produce aisle    
   
i get a smile    
It is genuine     
     
9:57PM
 I have a little time
I fiddle
His blue eyes burst forth from the  
back exit door
I stare hard into them
timing my climax
he punches out like clockwork
 
 make sure he travels home safe
 
 Tonight
he stops  outside  a house  
This is different   
A girl answers the door
 lets him in    
             
i feel  pure and applied jealousy  
raw savage
if I get out I will kill
 
 
A   guy walks by    
He is bouncing a basket ball
carefree  swish between his legs

Passing my open window
he studies these grief stricken eyes
     
"whats up"        
I let it out       
"my boyfriends  fucking another girl"  
     
"That sucks. wanna get some McDonalds?"    
 
    
Why the hell not. Hop in.    
 
i stare into the road ahead  
sensing his aroma
he holds his basketball between his thighs
 
I notice his eyes travel all over me
 
I pull over into a parking lot
 
Hey, I'm pretty messed up
Can you help me?  
I need it very bad