I felt bad about that.It was a terrible thing to do to a man who loved me so much. But I didn't feel bad enough to stop doing it. Stephen was probably...my third or fourth of these summer flings. They didn't really mean anything to me. They were really just a way for me to pass the time.Stephen was winding down. It wasn't that he lacked in aerobic fitness. After all, he'd been humping away at me for over thirty minutes. I guess it probably could have been decent sex if I'd actually let myself get. "That was Luke's father." "What?" Fran almost shouted, and Miley glanced around the room to see if anyone had heard then lowered her voice. "That was Luke's father." "I heard you the first time," Fran said impatiently, then after a moment, "That son of a bitch." "What makes you say that?" Miley asked surprised, she had never mentioned anything of Luke's father before."He thinks he can just walk into your life whenever he wants to? What did he want? Did he want to see Luke?" "No—" Miley said. And mam, since this is a perfect one to meet, one thing I’ll say now if you don’t mind.I said looking at her directly in her kajal eyesMe: You were my biggest crush back in school. Not only mine, but you were also everybody’s crush.Sharon: Ahem Ahem. Do you fantasize about your school teacher?Me: What’s the harm mam if she’s hot?This time I glanced at her open, inviting cleavage with a thin silver chain hanging between the valley. She caught me and covered her cleavage but giving a naughty. Handing him a few of the jars.I grab a tissue on the way through the basement and wipe quickly a bit between my legs and toss the tissue into the laundry basket. Fuck. Nick is following in my wake, realizing how he watched me just then hitching my dress and wiping between my legs. He has seen everything now.I turn the corner to the stairs, get to the top and Suzanne is there.!!The shock of which genuinely startles me. I am staring at her wide eyed feeling as if she can read my mind or see.