What would it feel like? she wondered silently. Shortly afterwards, following the enervating warmth that was now engulfing her lower body, she stretc...hed out on the bed, hugging a pillow for added comfort. At least three boys from school she knew wanted to go out with her, but she needed something emotionally that she recognized instinctively a teenage boy could never give her. It was so hard being sixteen! The next few days passed uneventfully. It was the following Saturday morning and being a. "Jon exchanged a long glance with Tanisha. There were no words spoken, but there were times that they didn't need words. This was one of them. "Well, if you want," Tanisha said finally. "This still is a huge secret and has to stay that way, but she's in town, staying with a friend of hers and trying to avoid reporters and TV cameras. She wants to do at least a little of this show, and tomorrow is the day." We don't know how long it'll last," Jon added. "Because we're pretty damn sure that as. "She's crying." Riley said suddenly, coming to a stop. We coming at the car from behind, but when I leaned to the side, I could just barely see Izzy face."You're right." I said softly. "Should we check on her?" Y-yeah, I guess so." This was weird. I didn't think either of us could remember Izzy ever crying... ever. We walked up to the car and when we were a few feet away, I could see Izzy suddenly hear us coming. She started wiping her face off as we leaned our bikes against the car. I opened. She'd marked that she was a high school graduate, but he never checked to see if it was true. There was no need for it. At the time, she was just a teenager looking for a job at his store, and he had no reason to not hire her.The realization that he'd been caught having an affair with an underage girl was worse than his worst nightmare, and he was completely unnerved by it. The word "blackmail" suddenly loomed in his mind, and all he could do was hope that this Greg guy wouldn't want anything.