Mark sits silently in the car as they drive down to the take-away, after they had picked up the video. Neither saying a word.

"How is school?" His father says finally.

"Fine I guess." He replies.

More silence.

"Do you still hang around with that asian kid? Whatsisname?"

"Sanjay." He doesn't like how his father keeps referring to Sanjay as 'that asian kid'. His mother has told him off a few times. "Yeah."

Conversation stops as they pull up to the side of the road. Getting out, they go and retrieve their orders. Mark is having sweet and sour chicken.

Five minutes later, they are home.

"I have heated up the plates." Calls out his mother as she takes them out of the oven and starts to place them on the table.

From their positions, Mark finds himself staring at her ass, noting how it fills out her jeans as she bends over the table.

Suddenly realising what he is looking at, he quickly turns away, praying that neither of his folks have seen him.

"Come on, Mark. Help out will you?" His mother is asking him.

"Yeah!.... Sure!"...