I noticed him watching us, or more to the point, watching Shelley, as we left.In the lift on the way up, we started passionately snogging. “God I wa...t to fuck this boy, my pussy’s so fucking wet thinking about it,” Shelley gasped, “he’d better come up.”“I’m sure he will,” I said, “just look at you, why wouldn’t he?” We waited in our room, and by about ten past one, there was still no sign of Mikos. We started to think he wasn’t going to show, but then about five minutes later there was a knock. Jake ripped her too tight evening gown to shreds. Amy lay on the bed, exposed and vulnerable. Her panties were safely tucked away in Jakes pocket, she hadn’t worn a bra to the ball, and her dress was now torn down the front exposing her shaved pussy and her naturally large breasts. Jake bent over and licked at Amy’s nipples. Amy squirmed and tried to move away from the stranger’s mouth. Jake grabbed her left breast and yanked on her nipple as hard as he could. Amy cried out in pain and shock.. I opened it up and a folded piece of paper fell out. Insidethe card in the same odd print Hannah had written "I have beenthinking about us."I was too nervous to unfold the paper and wasted time by going to thebathroom. I walked around the apartment and tossed out some oldmagazines. I sat back down and unfolded the paper to see that itstarted "Dear Corrita,".I turned the letter face down. I was too nervous to read it. I wasplanning to go out for a bite but my stomach was churning. I walkedback. Also that smile she had after we woke up. The look in her eyes when she looks at me. The more I thought about it the more it seemed to make sense.... my mother is falling in love with me. Eight hours later I sat on the front room couch still thinking about everything. Ever since our shower, my thoughts were completely overtaken. Does my mother love me? Of course that's a stupid question, because every mother loves her son. But I mean romantically. Like the feelings a boyfriend and girlfriend or.