Maxie looked like he loved me. It that moment he looked so different from Him that I couldn't understand my subconscious one bit. I wanted to kiss him... so I leant across the small space between us and did.Maxie always tasted amazing, but now his lips were sweet, touched with sea salt, and he smelt like sun and sea and magic. I half pulled back, broke the kiss by a millimetre and Maxie followed. His lips were soft and warm on mine and I let myself get lost in the feeling as his tongue slipped. At leastit seemed much later, but for all Scarp knew it was the very next day. Themobster had gone out for a night on the town, but instead of enjoying eitherthe cuisine or the chorus line of Club Le Blanc, sat glowering at thetablecloth, oblivious to all. Noel leaned forward with concerned eyes. "Lee,I'm getting worried about you. Every place we've gone lately has been almostempty." Is that my fault?" In a way it is. What you want is what you get; have you gotten tired ofpeople already?". .then I lay one hand over yours and push your middle finger in to my groove...so viscous, it slides through with little resistance...I feel eager...your finger is just a tease...I want to feel your cock inside of me...I want to be filled with it...I want to ride you...and I will, but not yet...I let go of your hand and wrist and let you play on your own...you run your finger back and forth between my pussy lips...you bring your left hand up and cradle my right breast...the fingers on your other. At that moment I cursed the fact that Science class was after lunch.I was nervous sitting at the same table as the boy I had a crush on. I kept on looking into his eyes or trying to memorise his face. Had he always had that small scar under his left eyebrow. I thought that was interesting. I had a scar by my left eye too. It was very faint. It looked almost like a sideways v. But it didn’t touch, so it was more like two lines.I was still thinking of the similarities of our scars when he asked,.