The site of her naked body etched forever in my mind. The way her body curved just right from her thighs to her shoulders. She wasn’t slender by any... means. She had curves built to kill. Her C cup tits were perfect. Not too big, not too small. Just right. They fit my hands perfectly when I cupped them. Her milky soft skin dimpled up as I ran my hands which were callused from working in the factory 12 hours a day over them. Her nipples started getting hard so I played with them while we made. ”“Hey, it wasn’t exactly my idea to be doing stuff with Taylor,” I defended myself, only realizing afterwards that in actuality, it was kind of my idea. “Especially not while she’s with another guy.”“Right, but now you know. So, y’know, keep it professional. School year is ending soon anyway, should be a piece of cake.” As the conversation went on, it was clear through his tone that this wasn’t as much ‘friendly advice’ as it was ‘a gently worded command.’ “I’m sorry that she didn’t tell you. "Yes Rosy?" he asked."Just wanted to be sure you were okay," I said."Yeah, I'm fine," he said."Okay then have a good evening," I said breaking the connection. I turned the truck back to the house where Carlos and Juan were working. They had the last of the roof covered with decking. They also had the tarp covering it. The tarp was necessary, since the roofers couldn't get to the house until Wednesday. That kind of thing had happened before prompting me to buy the tarp in the first place.It was. Join us. I remember you singing at last year’s Teacher’s Concert,” I said.“Sure ... I love to sing.”“How about ‘Don’t Cry Out Loud,’ the song you sang last year? I remember it, do you Lizzy?” I asked her.“Yeah, if you do?”I began to play it... Baby cried the day thecircus came to town‘cause she didn’t wantparades just passin’ by herSo she painted on a smileand took up with some clownWhile she danced withouta net upon the wireI know a lot about ‘er‘cause, you seeBaby is an awful lot like meDon’t.