By lunchtime Saturday she had gotten the mad out, and we went from makeup sex to regular hot monkey love sex. There was a massive change in attitude, ...hough. We were much more serious about each other, and it was something I had noticed the first time as well. It was like we were no longer kids and girlfriend/boyfriend. Now we were adults, and we were committed to each other, even if we were only twenty or twenty-one at the time. Saturday, we dressed, and I took her down to the mall and into a. So Tuesday and Thursday evenings, Emily and I spent a couple hours in a study-date going over what we’d covered in chemistry the past week.The next couple of weeks, Emily and I got to know one another a lot better. Like the chemical bonds between hydrogen and oxygen, there was a special chemistry between us. We attended the home football games together. I took her to a movie one weekend and another weekend we attended a local fall festival. We agreed to become boyfriend and girlfriend.Emily and. “Well, Peter, what do you want?” Claire snapped, feeling annoyed that he’d come at all. The divorce had nearly run its six weeks, and now he had come at the eleventh hour to confuse things. She saw him flinch at her cold abruptness and after a brief sense of satisfaction she felt guilty.“Not very kind or welcoming, Claire.” His voice still had a touch of that superior reproving tone as if talking to a child.“I don’t feel ‘welcoming’. I wrote letters to you and got no reply. I invited you for. She was curled up like a ball as beads of sweat kept running down her body causing her to flinch. All she wanted to do was close her eyes and fall asleep but she couldn’t. The contractions in both her holes were subsiding and in a strange way it felt nice. She knew her ass was gapping more than it’s ever been and wondered it if would ever be the same. Her tremors were easing and she could hear Matt breathing behind her. As she allowed herself to recover she played back the entire night from.