" We are going to take our time, Elaine. That's my decision, and it is final."Why the fuck am I crying? Elaine wondered. "Yes," she typed. "I want tha... too." Elaine could hardly believe the conversation they'd been having. She resolved to copy it before it disappeared into the ether. Later she'd read it over. Maybe even twice. Somewhat reassured, she smiled softly to herself.Is it possible he just 'knows what to say'?Almost right on time, he changed the subject, while not changing it at all.. The tiles were cool against my warm skin as I leant against the wall. I was just thinking about when to bring up my feelings and how to tell her but my nerves got the better of me when she touched me.I must have been in there a while, Grace's voice broke into my thoughts'' Portia, are you okay?'' She was knocking on the door.I was shaking as I reached for the lock. My cheeks felt hot as I opened the door.She stood right in front me holding both our glasses.''Yes, sorry-I-ehm- I just felt a bit. Out of that, she picked up a big folder with plastic pockets stuffed full of worksheets and drawings and all sorts of things. For the next few minutes Bonnie talked about the work she’d been doing in class and pointed out things she’d done and so forth. A lot of it we knew about already because we’d helped her with her homework, but it was still interesting.Then Bonnie showed us her folio from Year 4. Miss Little spent a bit of time comparing writing tasks and maths sheets and so on from the. So to keep his mind occupied he played video games until he heard the front door open and his mom holler “Hey honey, I’m home.”“Hey mom, how was your day,” Bobby asked.“Pretty quiet for a Friday, no drama… how was yours,” Jenni asked as she entered the room wearing her ‘casual Friday’ jeans that clung to her hips and showed off her magnificent ass, and a top that showed a little more cleavage than her usual work attire.‘No wonder so many guys want to date my mom, she really is beautiful’, Bobby.