Sarah grabbed a note from the counter and handed it to me. "He wants you to call him at this number." I didn't recognize it."What area code is this?" ... muttered."Ian, why are you in Ohio?" Check it out Cam. I get home last night to find out my great-uncle died last week." Oh dude, I'm sorry." Don't be man, total asshole. But anyways his funeral is, well, right now and there are some serious hotties here Cam. Apparently, the old dude had like 5 wives and all of these grandkids of his are. Her whisper sent my mind reeling into visions of the passionate night she claimed my soul as I collapsed to my knees before her. “Now, now, dirty boy. There will be time enough to relive those moments when you redeem yourself.”“I know I have failed you, Naamah. I will not again.” My head remained bowed before her until one of her delicious long fingers traced my chin drawing my eyes to meet hers. Then she leaned in inches from my face. I couldn’t help but close my eyes focusing on her scent.. She and I explored the school together and got to know each other better. We like a lot of the same things, types of music, movies, cars, typical teen things. We also began to realize we liked each other. We were flirting more and more until it was apparent that things were heating up. We found the first unlocked broom closet and locked ourselves in it. We were making out like our lives depended on it. Our tongues were in a constant battle to get in the others mouth. Our hands left no skin. “Hey,” I responded trying to hold my surprise and astonishment to see her here without any friends nearby. “What are you doing here?” I asked. Trying to look into her eyes but also trying to get a glimpse at her tits held behind a black bikini with my peripheral vision. She pointed to the bottle of tanning lotion in her left hand “‘bout to catch some rays, you look like you could too,” she said referencing my horrendous tan lines “what are you doing?” She asked“Just getting ready to leave” I.