“I love you, Sandrine.”A giggle answered her.“And I you, Mademoiselle Amélie.”“Will you drop the formality, Sandrine? Please?”Sandrine dr...w her fingers across Amélie’s nipples. The action sent another quiver to her belly and below, but now hunger overcame her desire to renew her lovemaking with Sandrine. She reached out to stroke Sandrine’s cheek.“You will come with Gérard and me to Oxford, Sandrine, no?”Sandrine smiled.“You wish me to come?”“Yes, you goose, why do you think I asked? Besides,. I shall endeavor to be good." She gave me a look that said that I would pay if I forgot. "Ok, for you I will make an effort to remember."She wasn't happy with that, but had more to say. "Also you can't go around challenging anyone that irritates you to a duel." Me? I am the most unassuming person." I batted my eyelashes innocently.She snorted, "No you're not, you seek trouble. Please restrain yourself, Charles. Poisoning is not unheard of. You will be seen as a threat to many." I'll think on. He was young, hopeful, idealistic, dedicated, self-important. He taught God and Math all at one time. ‘Just like Descartes,’ he said to himself with a chuckle and a smirk at the comparison. He left Guatemala fourteen years ago to teach at a boys’ prep school to the sons of the well-to-do. Of course, they needed God and Math, too. It wasn’t the same. He was just turning forty-two and those happier days were long past. He sat in the chair, in the dark, alone, wondering how solitude would suit. We were like that for good 15 mins, kissing each other mouths & licking our tongues & feeling esctacy building in us. But we were a bit scared too of getting caught, so we parted & waited for the oppertunity. At night, all of us used to sleep on the terrace. To my luck, that night we had a drizzle, so all of us shifted to the house down, but the rain stopped after lil while, so elders decided to move back up, leaving us kids to sleep in the house itself. My mom asked me to lock the front door,.