I struggled, without thinking about it, while trying to draw him deeper into me at the same time. He held me tight and smiled. “I’m not going to l...t you go, Jen. I’ve got you.” He kissed Tears sprang into my eyes. He had understood me; he knew what was going on inside my mind. He had understood what they called my brattishness, He knew what I needed and that was more that I could have had hoped for. I kissed him back, wanting, needing him with every cell of my being. I threw my legs around his. It was an easy task that she could get on with in peace, so she had little reason to complain. Two other cleaners stood at the entrance to the block as Tracy approached who ceased their conversation rather abruptly when they spotted her. She did her best to pay no attention to their scornful stares as her slender figure slipped between them. She hadn’t been in Block 4 before, but she was certain that the boys here would be just as disrespectful as the girls in Block 1. She grabbed a big bag. We danced for what seemed like hours but it was probably just a few minutes. I leaned down and kissed her again. Our tongues mingled. It was a deep, passionate kiss. I opened my hand and softly touched her ample breast.Suddenly her body stiffened. Her eyes flared and she pulled away. Folding her arms in front of her Aunt Barbara backed away. "Oh my God, Stan, what are we doing"?"Um, I, um, I...", I stammered."I am SO sorry Stan. Please forgive me", Aunt Barbara said as she turned and. Then as I was just beginning to dose off, there was a series of loud knocks on the adjoining door. ‘Doug, Doug could you open the door please?’ It was Paula and she sounded distraught or somehow under duress so I threw on a robe and opened the door, and there she stood before my eyes in all her beauty. She was dressed in a black silky dress that was so form fitting it seemed as though it had been painted onto her body. Her long hair was reminiscent of a times gone by, it was pulled back tight.