I tried to stomp on the rumors that we had split, but school being school, most people were more than willing to believe the worst.It was curious to w...tch Beth's mice at lunch. Some gave me dirty looks while a couple of them started eyeing me almost like they were hunting.The rest of the week dragged on. I went to school every day. Somehow my homework didn't suffer although my classroom work was nothing like it should have been. I was so preoccupied that Thursday afternoon I literally bumped. Very beneficial for her training, he told her, he’d cover the costs, and not to worry it was all very platonic. Of course, when they had arrived, there was a mistake with the reservation. There was only one room, and the hotel was booked out.The room had two beds; it wouldn’t be an issue he assured her. It had just gone downhill from there. She’d made a fuss, and he’d brought her to the bar to explain everything. Well, we all knew how that had ended.All her stuff was still in the hotel room.. I wrote this, probably 20 years ago. I was experimenting with story ideas, and seeing where it would lead, and was the continuation of my growth as a writer. It is also loosely based on real events, in fact, the real story is much wilder than what you will read here. But, basically this is an abridged version of those events. * "What makes love between two people so right, but so wrong?" - part 1 - My name is Kay and I've been having sex with my son Jeffery for three years now. I've been. But there was a perceptible change in her face, almost a frown, and seriousness in her eyes. She came up very close to me, took both of my hands in hers, and squeezed them very gently, saying, ‘I should also have liked to know you in another life. My name is Sita. I know nothing about you, but your eyes tell me that you are a man of great passion. I think we could have made beautiful music together. But it can never be, we meet too late, and the world would be against us.’ She spoke clear.