" She smiledat Connor and then stepped back from the car so that Connor could driveoff."I'm home!" Connor called out as he entered his house. Unsurpri...ingly,no one answered. His dad was at work and his mom appeared to be out,probably socialising with some of her friends. So Connor went into thekitchen took off his shoes, poured himself a drink and then headedupstairs to his room."I might as well get started on some homework," Connor thought tohimself as he slipped his school bag off his. Judge not. Only judge yourself. Her fantasies slip into her mind at night when she is most vulnerable, forming from the swirls of almost- sleep thoughts, little universes of lust growing out of nothing, brushing her belly, awakening her body. She doesn’t feel she deliberately calls them out, but there they are, and they are insistent, full-color images of sex with this man or that from her job, movies, even her church. Sometimes he is anonymous. It really doesn’t matter. They didn’t used to. We should probably go get it before tomorrow mornings music session.” I looked down at the towel that was covering my slim, curvy body. I stumbled on a rock and took a step closer to him to keep balance. He put his hands out to catch me and, as a reaction, I grabbed his hands. “I…um… should grab some clothes,” I stuttered. He looked in my eyes; I could tell he didn’t mind I was in a towel because his eyes scanned my body with desire. He walked down the path with my hand still in his. I. All of the sessions were filled with one word replies and "whatever" from Kyle. There must have been something that happened to make him become so closed off, but I was getting nowhere fast, and I think everyone was beginning to get frustrated. I felt bad because I could tell Kyle had so much potential. He looks like the type of high school boy that would have a ton of friends and have girls all over him. He was slightly taller than average at about 5'11, shaggy blonde hair, a good build.