You know, the young lady who was here this morning?”“Oh, right,” she gushed. “Jackie is such a lovely woman. She’s going to look awesome for...your formal dance next week…thanks to you!”Steve accepted Susan’s compliments and then she departed.Alone, Steve moved close to me. We kissed and he groped me. I playfully slapped his hand away. “You need to focus, Steve. Jackie is your woman. Your love. I’m just your sex toy…okay, which I love, but you need to focus on treating Jackie as the wonderful. As the lad backed away from me I could see that most of the liquid had splashed down him. "That's acid" the lad said and shouted "Pete, I've spilt some acid on a customer."Pete was quick off the mark and was there in seconds. He took one look at us and said, "quick, clothes off and into the shower, that acid will burn your skin." It was then that I started to feel a tingling round the wet area of my stomach. I guessed that he wasn't joking. What else could I do, not wanting to pull the dress. As soon as Henry entered the theater, he would lean against the back wall watching the movies playing. He would unzip his fly and I could hear him roll on a rubber. He would let his eyes get adjusted then spot me and he would snap his fingers like he was the Fonze of Happy Days! That was my signal to move over and around behind the seat I had been sitting in and bend over the chair and drop my pants, exposing my bare pale white bottom. He moved up behind me and I felt his big, stiff rod press. ‘I’m not your Father Confessor you know. Just take it slowly and no more explosions. That green-eyed jealousy of yours will cause a lot of trouble if you don’t stop and think.’ Ted was right. If only he could control his jealousy but Jennifer… His tone suddenly changed, ‘Now, about your books. They’re bloody disgraceful.’ Angrily he thrust page after page under Peter’s nose, ‘How the hell am I supposed to decipher your writing amidst all those greasy thumbprints? I don’t need glasses I need.