Knew it was the first time she had done that with a male inside her. It was in her eyes, the tears and a small part of what I felt when I looked at he... around campus.It didn't make me a man, but it felt like it."Your turn," she whispered.I was lost for a second, my turn for what?She stroked my hips with her hands, and my sex answered the question. I pulled back and thrust hard into her. There was no dryness, only invitation.I came inside Michelle.I guess the tears that touched both our eyes at. . she had left! He had gone too far!But then he saw her coming back to his bed. She pulled the curtain around them and then she moved around to his side. "Jimmy, sweetheart, I've been thinking about you a lot as well, especially since we have been more intimate lately. I didn't want to say anything because I didn't know how you felt for one and quite frankly, I could get in a lot of trouble for this but, I want you too," she said. As she spoke she began getting undressed until all that remained. We simply drifted apart in many ways and once my younger daughter graduated high school, my ex and I decided we had enough. The divorce wasn’t as bad as many I had witnessed over the years, but between alimony and college, I was pretty strapped from month to month.I was talking to a friend of mine, a former co-worker who had moved out of state. No, not an ex-girlfriend, just a good friend for many years. I was telling her of my predicament about looking for a new place to live and she offered. I was Cruella de Ville the first time I ever acted.’ She sat beside me. ‘I was fourteen and at my school we had the most adorable drama teacher, Miss Tenant. I absolutely fantasised about her. Did you ever do the crush thing?’ ‘Me? I always did the crush thing.’ I was putting my bits and pieces in my elderly leather satchel. ‘I still do, Emily.’ I couldn’t look at her of course. This was because she was the object of my current crush. It’s so easy to write for someone about whom you harbour.