I want to share a cup of wine with him.’ It was killing him that he could not hear their answer. He desperately wanted to see Clara again, but wante... her far away and safe. His palms sweated as he flattened them against the cold door. Clara’s laugh. ‘What a pity. Perhaps I should have a drink with your two handsome gentlemen instead?’ A masculine laugh. A clink of glass, more laughter. He needed Clara to go away. He was a peer of the realm, he couldn’t be tried like a common criminal. Once. First, he gave her the kisses she'd wanted ... long, tongue-swapping kisses, during which he stroked her gently, stoking her passion little by little.Then he went down on her. She tried to avoid it once she tumbled to what his intent was. He knew that because of her ignorance, she'd just naturally feel nasty down there and that, in the future, she'd prepare for this eventuality. But she had been swimming a short time before. He could taste the salt of the sea on her, but her own salt was there. He took my hand, squeezing lightly. ‘My pleasure.’ ‘Where are your bags?’ I asked, assuming he had come straight from the airport since he was still wearing a suit. His smile faltered. ‘Ah, I left them with the front desk at your building. I hope you don’t mind,’ he said quickly. ‘I didn’t want to take the time to go all the way to my flat.’ ‘No, not at all! Of course,’ I said happily. I hesitated before continuing. ‘Actually, Gwen’s staying at Matt’s tonight…if you wanted to stay over.’ I. I breezed through my last few classes with my intent fixed upon findingthe old woman that had done this to me in the first place. Jess wasgoing to be my ticket to get back at the fucking bastard. I got to artfull intent on my plan working when suddenly I was taken away from mythoughts. In art class there was a boy that decided to sit next to me.His eyes affixed on my belly. I started to feel horny from this and Iwas disgusted at the thought. No...I wasn't gay. I didn't like men. Thisdamn baby.