She looked at me but said nothing, and then she dipped under the water and came back up. “Oh come on that was funny!” I said laughing. She just lo...ked at me and crossed her arms. “Ok I’m sorry, I wont do it again” I told her making her feel better. I got undressed and slipped in the tub behind her as she sat on my lap. We sat there making small talk until I decided to change the subject. “That was a nice stunt you and Aunt Lisa pulled on me” I said as I rubbed her legs. “It was, wasn’t it? Haha. ”“Whatever.” He waved it away, then paused. “I said some time ago that I hoped you might complete me, because I have these big, gaping holes in my psyche that you seem to fill. You make me feel like a complete person. A whole person. Well.”I looked up, the pulled myself up and kissed him, gently at first, then it built, becoming passionate, and gradually extending into our whole bodies. I pulled myself up farther, and put one leg over his body, then climbed up on top of him, pulled my legs. Kay has kids, she doesn’t boast about any talent or point of distinction, just her beautiful little girls. Kay seems otherwise defined by Lotto tickets and novels with candles on the cover and photos of beaches on her Instagram, all spectacles and fish and chips and big fatty breasts and hairdressing qualifications. Her body says Kids, Couches and Chocolate. She’s doing this course because she thinks the life she’s driven off the road can be restored by 40. Maybe, Kay. Maybe. What she really is. " She looked at me nervously. "I'm eighteen, I swear!" Care to try again?"By the light of the setting sun, her blush looked adorable. "You can let me out at the next bus stop." She said softly. "I just turned fourteen last Monday." Well, happy birthday!" I said cheerfully, ignoring the little flash of fear I felt at her age. "I think I might have something very special for such a pretty birthday girl." I lowered my voice to a dramatic whisper. "What time are your parents expecting you home?".