Suddenly things changed. I felt a sting on my bum as Tommy’s hand came down. My gasp must have shocked Kazumi as she pulled back.“Who said you two...could start messing about?”Kazumi smirked, which didn’t help me and got my bum stung again. Tommy shifted his bum to the edge of the bed, spreading his knees a little. Then I felt him encircle my waist with his arms.“Don’t move,” he said, “either of you!”I swallowed and looked at Kazumi, who was suddenly serious. She licked her lips and then bit her. Just because I'm tired of her meddling, that doesn't mean I don't still love her. She thinks Emily's right, that I should do what she wants me to do about helping Shirley." You should go tell her you love her, then." I did tell her. All she hears, when we fight like this, is me telling her I won't do what she wants me to do. I'm not good at letting other people tell me what to do, not unless I already want to do it. I thought about it, trying to see if there was any way I could change myself. It was as much a need to get clean away from industrialized Europe as it was to immerse herself in something as different as day and night, once she was away from the industrial centers. She got the sightseeing out of the way, traveling to see the things which she had always wanted to see, and after that, she just began to wander. She’d taken up residence in a little inn smack in the middle of the plains of Iga and she fell into just hiking through the countryside. She had no plan anymore other. He had to stop staring at this diabolical little cock tease otherwise he'd explode there and then and make a mess of his pants. With an effort that could fairly be described as 'heroic' he dragged his eyes away from Melissa Miller and stared sightlessly down at the pile of essays on the desk in front of him. He selected one and pretended to read. He kept this up for about five minutes and although he hadn't processed a single word he congratulated himself for not looking up and checking on.