‘ ‘Any way?’ she asked. He nodded. ‘It would help,’ she said, ‘if I could have a hug right now.’ He stood up and held out his arms. She ...grabbed him tight, put her head on his shoulder, and just wept. He stood there, rubbing her back, and holding her. He tried not to think about how pretty she was. He just wanted to be there for her. ‘Hug?’ He stood up and turned, knowing Bernie would be rushing into his arms. She was really upset by her mother’s terminal condition, she always stopped by to hug. I peeped my head out, seeing that they had gone. I climbed to my feet, my eyes fixed on the door. As I moved closer, a figure appeared, making me fall backwards. I heard another shriek as I sat on the floor. The glass shattered revealing his face. He opened the door slowly and began to move towards me. I froze, mortified as he crouched down and looked into my eyes. His hand reached out to me, gently stroking my cheek. He grunted at me as he pulled me to my feet. Still trembling with fear, I. ‘Oh Gwennie…’ he moaned, and buried his tongue in her mouth, they began kissing passionately again, his hands sliding under her shirt to cup her breasts and send pleasant shivers down her spine. Their lips parted as he lifted her shirt over her head and she pulled off his as well, and his lips wrapped round her nipple, sucking the tender bud energetically as his other hand massaged her breast flesh. Gwendolyn moaned as her back arched, her hand was pressed against the crotch of his breeches. I don’t. Do you have a girlfriend?Me: No… I wish I can have a girlfriend like you!Lydia smiles naughtily and then laughed.Me: why you are laughing?Lydia: because you are trying to flirt with me and I know about it and I know you have a girlfriend.Me(being serious): Really, I don’t have a girlfriend.Lydia: So are you a virgin?Me(Smiling gently): No, but what about you?Lydia felt shy and remained silent.Me: Hey, come on. Tell me.Lydia: yesMe (in an ‘unbelievable’ expression): really??Lydia nodded.