When they talked, he'd lose that attraction. That would be best. When her study partner had taken her, she'd felt this same bulge in her body, a yearn...ng to fly apart and become something new. When he'd spurted in her belly, the orgasm she'd had had felt like that... like she was flying into pieces that would assemble to make a new woman when they drifted back together. She somehow knew that she could reach the same place with Roger, but that wasn't allowed... couldn't be. She had to tell him.. "Just give me the fucking letter." She growled, her face screwed up into an expression Marcus didn't recognise."Sure... sorry, I didn't mean to intrude." He got up, bringing it back from the kitchen and turning the light on as he came. She tore it open, hurriedly scanning through the contents, then settled a little, resting her hands in her lap and trying hard to hold back the tears."Did you want the rest of that coke," Marcus asked, stood in the kitchen door where it was obvious he couldn't. " Gina couldn't meet Patricia's eyes, soshe looked away, at the cars whizzing past the large glass window of thecoffee shop. "Speaking of, there's something I've been dying to ask you," Patriciasaid coyly.Gina turned back. "What?" Is it true you did three of us in one day?"Gina reddened. "No that's not true-" Are you sure," Patricia interrupted, "cause we were putting two and twotogether and kind of figured that out." -I did four. April 14th." Oh. My. God. And where was I in the. And although she knew that a lot of guys wanted to get into her pants, she was too shy to make the first move.The only option, if you would like to call it one, was to masturbate in the bathroom or the girls' lockers. The problem of concentration was getting harder by the minute. She caught herself touching her itchy pussy over her jeans during the math class. She was like she was seating on the last row and next to her was the class geek, who was too occupied, trying to discover the treasures.