God, how I wanted her. It was only a few hours ago that I had met her at the bar, her long blond hair shining even in the dim light of the smoky room....The thin, light blue dress she wore clung to her form, the loose skirt wrapping itself around her legs with every step she took. Her feet were displayed in silver heels, the hem of her dress stopping slightly above her ankles. The scooped neck presented her cleavage to the wandering eye, but hid more than it showed. Somehow, I had the feeling. 'Well, then — just a kiss, ' she smiled weakly, and tightened her arm round him.Their lips touched — at first, they just sat there like that, but then Jamie slowly moved his mouth on his mother's, and despite herself she felt herself beginning to respond.Their mouths opened slightly, and his tongue found hers. The kiss became more insistent — soon, he was working his mouth on hers, sometimes just pecking, then more firmly, kissing her wetly, his tongue circling hers, and she held his face with. “ Baby, I missed you. You know how fights make me,” as Mr Smith walks into the bathroom. “ O Teddy, what a surprise to see you, Its so nice to meet you, I have heard all about you” as he reaches out his hand. My mind goes blank and my hand reaches out and shakes his, as far as I can remember. He begins to thank me for all the help I have been, “ I know it has been hard on Mrs Smith with the move and me being gone. What project does she have you working on now?” I tell him we are getting ready. He reasoned to himself that she was part of the introverted community that didn’t care about the extroverts of the school - maybe even a kingpin figure in the introvert community. Presuming they had a community, if they could bother to meet up and talk to each other enough to form one.Whether it was intentional or not, Olivia Wilde had now won over the interest of Phil Love. And Phil always got what he wanted.Phil had finished up with everything he had to do that day, a bounce to his step..