Things are going pretty well. How's it going for you? You're really looking good. I love that dress."The talk turned to more or less conventional coll...ge chatter, and the three of them attacked their lunches.Louise went along with the chatter until they had mostly finished. She looked at the two women and said, "Have you got time for a cup of coffee?"Mary looked at Anne, who nodded, "Sure. Coffee Shop?"When they had gotten drinks, they settled at a table and Louise picked up a thread she had. And I swear upon my life, I would never hurt Sonya.’ He said, holding his hand up in mock Boy Scouts salute. I had to laugh. ‘Okay. I just wanted to make sure. Have you two fucked yet?’ I asked. He smiled big. ‘Yeah.’ ‘And?’ ‘Amazing Jack, just fucking amazing!’ He said. I smiled. ‘That-a-boy!’ I said and clapped him on the back. We went back upstairs and sat at the table. No one said anything about us going downstairs, their conversation consisted of shopping and how much they missed it. I. What is more, he had taken an instant liking to it, which pleased me greatly for it ensured a more or less reliable source of full sex, something I could not in good conscience demand of my female students. I say more or less because Stefan and I had our respective flatmates to take into consideration, and intercourse of the Greek variety tends to take longer and calls for a much greater level of privacy than the odd stolen moment of oral or manual stimulation. Much to our wicked delight,. ------Jack and Pippa had been childhood sweethearts, little older thanMelissa and Sophie when they first played together at school.Physically, they bore a striking similarity to each other and wereoften mistaken for twins. They were fifteen when they'd had theirfirst proper kiss at a friend's party and since then neither had everlooked at anyone else. Engaged at 18, married at 20 and parents at 22,their life had seemed idyllic but now, at just 27, Jack was on his ownagain without the soulmate.