Joyce had her arms close to her chest, defensively, staring up at me with her innocent doe eyes. Her face was flushed from our make-out session a mome...t ago when I suggested we take it to my room. My red lipstick dotted her face.God, I wanted her.I reached a hand up her shirt, forcing her arms away, stroking her over her bra. She looked away, shyly, closing her eyes."Don't look so embarrassed," I whispered, "You know very well that you want it as much as I do."She didn't reply, but I earned an. It was a one-room efficiency unit. It was nice and clean, but not very big. The front room consisted of one double bed, a sofa bed, and a roll away cot leaning against the wall. The back of the unit was split, with the bathroom on the left, and a kitchenette to the right. There was a sliding door from the tiny kitchen to a cozy patio, which then connected directly to the pool area. "Well, this is not what I expected. The travel agent said it was a two room unit that slept five." Pam stated in a. Just in case." Of course Jayden, anything you need."____________It was the longest work week of Layla Pope's life. Every little thing her students needed touched a nerve. Amy O'Dowd's final paper on Joyce normally would've been the highlight of her academic year, but right now it seemed boring and annoying. As Friday dawned, she started getting antsy. She'd barely spoken with Jayden, and her initial excitement that she'd found an excuse to give him her number yielded to disappotnment when. I ask the table if they have enjoyed the concert and the after-party so far. Everyone agrees that they are enjoying the events. I assure them that no one must go home, and the party will continue when we return to the Commune.I see everyone smiling.As Ruth came over to the table to start collecting empty dishes, everyone and I do mean everyone said in unison," THANK YOU RUTH!" She smiled a big smile.Picking up the bill, I handed it to John. "Here, use your new card and pay the bill. Leave Ruth.