“Nine,” I corrected her. “Whatever. He’s buying you a fucking car and you can’t even wear something better? Borrow something of mine, if you...want.” “And look like a whore?” Mom gave me an ugly look and the next minute I heard her slam the bathroom door, which was usually my exit. The bathroom has the only door in the place that locks. Jack came into the kitchen and eyed my sandwich. “Wanna make me one of those?” “Make it yourself.” “Just askin’. Those my boxers you’re wearing?” “What about it?”. Everyday her body would become more and more toned from diving, and bronzed, as it soaked up the sun like a baby suckling its mum for life giving fluid. He could not keep his hands off her. He realised that he was truly in love with Bernie and never wanted that feeling, or life, to end.Life was wonderful from the first day the plane landed and the door opened on the runway. The hot sandy air hit you like a semi-truck slamming into you at 100 miles an hour. Coming from the cold damp UK, their. Her body was heaving from her tears, her chest shaking as she tried tobreathe. It was at this moment a familiar set of hands wrapped around her frame pulling her tightly to hischest. It startled her at first, someone grabbing her in a more intimate location, but she shook it off hermind running rapidly, “Charles?” She snuck a look, relief flooding her body when her assumption iscorrect. She couldn’t grasp why he calmed her but she would take any excuse to get out of there.Without having to ask,. It had taken me so long to get ready that morning, I knew what I wanted to happen between us, but wasn’t sure how I should look. I’d eventually decided on tight jeans and a black v-neck top, low cut enough to be inviting without screaming slut. Underwear had been another battle, it wasn’t as if I had a huge variety of sexy underwear to choose from. I’d had to go shopping for my black lacy knickers with matching bra, as I’d never needed to wear sexy underwear before. As I watched your train pull.