This isn’t even a war. When you get back, you and your dad need to sit down and have a conversation because I’m sick of being the referee.’ ‘...ell fine. You suck at the job anyway.’ ‘Raiqah,’ she reprimands sharpley, making me feel like a five year-old. Tears sting my eyes because I hate fighting with my mother. And every time we do it seems to be centered around my father. For whatever reason she won’t let me break off ties with the man, instead, I force a relationship that drives me crazy. On the other hand Jez's thoughts after the first night's activities were decidedly on Ann.In the passed Ann had been the sort of girl Jess didn't want to be.Fluffy hair, frocks and ditzy about boys.Jez was lesbian but hadn't known it until last night.When she had witnessed Ann's passion unlocked by Timmy's tongue, Jez had felt a new excitement within herself.She had wanted to do more than put her arm around Ann in support.She had wanted to share in Ann's desire.Jez had been having sex with. Its also meant she could indulge in one of her favourite pastimes. Going out in public wearing a short shirt and no panties.She pulled into the multi storey car park quickly found a parking space. Stepping out of the car, her long legs looked divine and she slung them out of the side of the low riding car. With her delectable patent black heels finishing off her long tanned shaved legs, she was a feast for the eyes of any man passing by.She was used to attracting the attention of men. Ever. And yet for all the hard miles on his body, only two small scars marred the perfection of his face. Of course, by the time a monster got close enough to snack on your face, all there was left to do was salt your bones and start the fire.He caught her hand as she traced the thin line under his eye, his mouth slightly open like he might say something. Instead, he brought her wrist to his lips, pressing his mouth to it reverently, his eyes closed and his lips warm on her skin. She cupped her hand.