He saw me. Yep. He saw me looking at him with you know what. Intent. My eyes have that half-naughty half-amused look when I like a guy. I know it, be...ause I make a lot of faces. Or so I’ve been told. Well, he caught me. After that, you can imagine. We had a little secret contest going in the gym. I would check him out and pretend not to. He would do the same. Only, sometimes our naughty eyes would cross paths, and we would try not to look at each other for a while. Well, it was too much. I could see Piper's pussy push a huge wad of cum out. His cum dropped, rolling down her thigh, then dropping again. It hit her shoe before splatting onto the floor. My cock was still deep in Doreen, I didn't want to remove it from it's warm sheath. Piper walked over and asked me if she was a good fuck, of course I told her the truth. Doreen answered her question also. Doreen wants to fuck missionary position, I'm all in for that. I wanted to feel my pubic bone crushing her swollen clitoris. ***. Then, I heard Athenas voice and the click of her heels coming my way. I also heard a higher-pitched voice of a girl with a much quicker clickity-clack gait which told me her legs were much shorter. I reasoned it might be Athenas daughter. Okay Daphne, keep hold of my hand and let me know when you see what you want. Daphnes voice was a sing-song composition of No, no, no, (pause, modulation) no. It was repeated many times and it seemed to be coming my way. Then, I saw blond hair and blue eyes,. And then she left, leaving a very sad kiss on Charlotte’s cheeks and lips, and swept out of the hospital ward, caring little as always for the eyes that trailed behind her, questioning just how much was not hidden beneath her coat. Soon, Charlotte was out of the hospital and back at the flat she now shared only with Josephine and the baby. She was still weak, and felt rather depressed despite herself. She didn’t know how she was supposed to feel, although the ante-natal classes had given her.