Jen: You know I have no idea if what you are saying is truly Spanish, right?Elena: Hey, I followed the Spanish class back in my hometown. I did my hom...work. What about you?Jen: I never had Spanish class so no home…Elena: I meant the other kind of homework.Jen: Oh that, well…Elena: Let’s check how good of a student you are. Come here. Starting with basics. Kissing.Elena kept her hands on Jen’s face and pulled and started kissing her on her lips.Elena: Mwah! Not that bad, now let’s see some. I was down for the night as my luck had run completely out. I thought my luck was bad now, but it was about to get a whole lot worse. I had a really good hand going when Larry and his buddy dropped out. It was just myself and Rob left. He had taken me just a short time ago when he bluffed and I dropped out holding a pair of 5’s in my hand. This time a I had three 8’s and there was no way I was going to fold. Then all of a sudden Rob grabbed 5 one hundred dollar bills out of his pocket and. She was wearing a pink tank top with ‘San Diego’ printed across the front. That was it. No panties. Fuck. Here we go again, I thought. Not that I was complaining although I was wondering how Jennette would react. Again, fuck.As for Summer, she seemed blissfully aware and went about fixing her coffee.“Want some help with breakfast?”“I’ve got it. What do you think about pancakes?” wondering if she remembered our first morning together.“With blueberries and maple syrup?”“Yeah.”“Sounds yummy.”I’d. Gordon and Mrs. Davis, we have a pretty high opinion of you women. Mrs. Kennedy has always been nice to us. And Mrs. Burton is like one of us. At one time or another, she has taken us all to lunch and she invites us to her home for lunches or a quiet dinner sometimes. She has never treated us as if we are ‘just secretaries’ or talked down to us. Mrs. Newman and Mrs. Grant too; they are always nice to us. They treat us like people; like friends.“I guess how we felt about them, and what we came.