“I suppose. We were friends for a long time before this. Not sure if we can be friends again, what with all of this, but perhaps we should try to re...tore that friendship. We share a woman. We’ve been sharing a woman, in fact. And now everything is out in the open. I’m not one of the ‘two wrongs don’t make a right’ crowd, believing in retribution as I do, in justice and fair play, but I’ve taken my revenge. The moral balance sheet is now even, the score settled.“I think that sometimes, people. We all stood, gathered up coats and bags and found our way to the exit. On the street outside Nicki stood holding Ben’s hand while he flicked through his phone. Sarah and James had their arms clamped around one another’s shoulders for support fearful that one or other of them might end up in the gutter. The night was warm and the moon was out, casting a pale light over the street.“See you tomorrow Tim,” said Nicki. Her voice was low and beautiful and I wished she were going home with me instead. I’m so glad you could come over.” She sat up resting on her elbows. The afternoon sun was still high above the tree line and bathed the garden in golden light. I stared at her, unable to take my eyes off her breasts. They weren’t particularly large but had a perfect teardrop shape topped by small dark circles surrounding her nipples.There weren’t any tan lines on her body. She remained silent for a while making no attempt to divert my gaze. Finally, she spoke softly.“Come and sit down. Can I. When the school bus finally came to my stop I was glad to leave the chattering of year sevens behind even though it meant a ten minute trudge through the driving rain in nothing but a school uniform. Making it home half running I slammed the door shut against the elements, allowed my heavy school bag to slump to the floor and kicked off my shoes caked in mud as they were. The idiotic things were not meant for weather like that or, I suspected, to be worn outside for any appreciable length of.