When I thought about my two lovers heading the opposite way across the country, back to their daily lives, I felt a mixture of sadness, fear and maybe...even a little jealousy. But underneath all that was a stronger feeling, kept wrapped neatly in Mia's words and enthusiasm. I would never forget her, or Shay, and I was sure they wouldn't forget me. Maybe things would turn out differently than any of us hoped right now. People change, you know. But for now I was content to live with the promises. Anyway next morning i arrive at the flat at 830 and let myself in with the keys and started to get on with the job, about midday i was working near the door with the dor open doing some wiring and i could hear movement in the flat directly opposite which was very close as it was a small block of flats and it looked like someone was peaking out the curtains, i carried on working and was working my way back into the house when i heard a voice say excuse me it was a ladys voice, i turned around. Amelia was 15 so she drove me home. Once we got there, she went to her room while I pretended to do homework. 10 minutes later (that’s all I could wait) I put my plan into action. It wasn’t much of a plan, but I didn’t need one. I walked into her room. “What are you doing? This is my room! Get out” she sreamed at me. Still, I kept my cool. I had prepared for this. “STOP” I planted my intentions into her mind. “GO” Wrapping her arms around my shoulders she leant in and kissed me ever so softly. In recent weeks, maybe the past three months, one of my neighbors, single and in her early 30s, spends a lot of time helping around the property and helping with garage sales. We enjoy having dinner together, having a couple beers or glasses of wine together. We have not moved the relationship to a sexual level although neither of us opposed it; we never talked about it. Friendship is more important to us than having a romp in bed.Let me describe Beth. What I find most inviting about her is her.