He’d figured he could take her to lunch at his place, only eating wasn’t on his agenda. And he knew from past experience that beautiful women love... receiving beautiful flowers. He’d paid a small fortune but figured it would be a small price to pay in exchange for Heather’s white legs wrapped around his waist again. ‘I’m sorry,’ he told her. ‘I didn’t mean to be insensitive. How are you holding up? Quite frankly you look wonderful, better than I expected.’ Heather let out a soft, chafing laugh.. "Just wait a while. Get over that twit first," said Kelly."I suppose so. I'm just glad I've got you for friends."They made their way home, the three of them. One boy and two girls,though Paul wanted to see it as a trio of girls."So, are you finally through with him?" asked Paul."Maybe. He'd have to make it up to me big time if he wants to tryagain," said Alicia."Maybe he'll realise that now," said Kelly."Can I ask something personal?" added Alicia."Depends," said Paul."Well, its one thing to. There was a trail of the bitches clothes up the stairs. On step one,her shoe.Step two a stocking quickly followed by another,then her bra,panties and a pair of mens trousers. As i reached the landing I could now hear the mans voice loud and clear. ‘You fucking whore’,he was saying,but his voice sounded strained as if he was out of breath,not angry. ‘Fuck me you cunt’,she answered and there was no mistaking the excitement in her voice. The plan was,I was going to burst in and comfront them,but. ‘Do you love me?’ Salim asked pleadingly, hoping for an unambiguous declaration of passion, but as always disappointed by the girl’s uncertain reply. ‘I love making love with you,’ Dalitha said with the seriousness of a young girl, ‘but I don’t know if it’s love I feel.’ As always, Salim was disheartened. She loved Dalitha, just as she loved Amna, but somehow it seemed that whatever it was that made someone love someone else, she didn’t have enough of it. And it wasn’t as if the sex wasn’t.