In an instant she could have relieved all of that tension, but she had just let go. He let out a short, loud gasp, she looked up, relishing the pained...look on his face. He was close, she knew, but that would only make him work harder. She was evil, so terribly evil. His breaths were now short, uneven, his eyes looking straight at her, questioning why she would leave him hanging. She just smiled. ‘My turn,’ she said playfully, raising herself on her knees. Running her hands down the bare sides. He was too young and my friend’s son to boot and I don’t just jump into bed with a guy anyway. I just needed him to go underwater so I could get up and cover my erection and get in the house so he won’t see it.I picked up my iPad and saw it was almost one in the afternoon and I had an excuse to go into the house only if Justin would stop looking at me.“It’s about time for me to fix lunch, Justin,” I told him hoping he would stop talking to me and go back to swimming.“That’s cool. I haven’t. You have been a joy to teach and I will miss you.” He gave me a hug and it was just a friendly hug, like a brotherly one. I know I took a really deep breath and exhaled. He let me go and was still smiling and said he had a staff meeting to attend about exams, he was sorry to hurry this along but he had to go. I managed a smile and picked up my bag and walked toward the door. I turned back and he was staring at the tea set. I said “You were right about everything.” He looked at me and raised an. " Oh," said Alex. They'd made love—several times now—but Alex had never thought to ask. He'd guessed from Lakeisha's accent that she probably hadn't been born in West London, but he'd not done much thinking beyond that. "She doesn't live in London?" I'm a student, Alex. A medical student. I live in a crappy dormitory to save money because the fees are so bloody exorbitant. There's no space for an eleven year old daughter." Eleven years old!" I was a teenager when my bastard of a husband made me.