But it wasn't like she hated him, he told himself. They did have some sort of relationship. They had slept together, and still talked to each other.Ok...y, now, he thought. He picked up the phone and dialed her number. He knew it by heart.She picked up instantly. "Hello?" Jen? Hi, it's Matt... You know, from track?" Yeah, I know who you are," she sort of laughed. "What's up?" Oh, nothing. What are you doing?" Nothing. Talking on the phone actually... " Oh yeah?" Did she mean to me? he. They clung to each other, as if afraid to end their kiss and end this moment before it even began. Something she didn't want to end, something she wanted more than she had realized at first.To assure him, she took one of his hands and drew it to her chest, placing it atop one of her breasts. His fingers tightened around the bulging mound, squeezing at her through blouse and bra.Tingling sensations of sexual heat suffused through her tit. She moaned softly at the persistent kneading of his. I have to go now, but I expect to see you Monday promptly at 11:30." I wouldn't miss it for anything," I said. "I'll see you Monday."I cranked the ladder down and Amelie disappeared. I was still hot and sweaty both from the yard work and from Amelie's orientation. I closed the tree house and went back to the Taylor's house to retrieve the tools I had abandoned there. I cleaned the tools and put them away. Then I was ready to take a shower and relax.EpilogueThe next seven weeks went by in a. " Said Palmerston, "I'm touched, really I am." He continued in a sarcastically. "Well you won't be surprised to hear that I haven't changed in all these years, and I still haven't found a woman who will put up with me. But all that is about to change." What do you mean?" I asked."I mean that, since no real woman will have anything to do with me, I'll just have to make my own. And that woman is going to be you!" You're crazy!" I replied, as I began to walk towards the stairs in a desperate.