” “You too? Ange, I had no idea…” “I’m glad to hear that. Shows that our discretion is working.” “Ange, I’ve been so afraid…and... I’ve felt so alone…” “Well, you’re not alone any more.” At that moment the doorbell rang. “Quickly,” Angela said, “pop to the bathroom and freshen your face. Don’t want Jen to know you’ve been crying, do we?” No sooner had Veronica returned than another shock confronted her. Turning a warmly smiling face towards her was the woman she had been shadowing the day. I got so turned on, but it was more of a protective feeling than anything else. The feelings I had were like, she’s someone who needs to be watched over, to be protected, kept from harm. Sort of like a parent for a child, I guess.”“Yeah,” another guy said. “That’s kinda how I felt, too.”“You know?” a girl spoke. “I had a feeling like Ron’s, but it was more maternal. Not protecting, but nurturing.”“Very good, Stephanie,” Denise nodded, “but did anyone have romantic feelings or overt sexual ones?. I felt a jolt of electricity run straight through me. I moaned silently and closed my eyes. I became dizzy. I felt his hands leave my boobs and could feel some movement behind me. The hem of my short dress wasbrushed away and I felt a draft against the exposed skin of my butt cheeks. His thick fingers were moving behind me, between my spread tighs. My cotton thong was lifted away and placed to the side. I spread my legs apart a bit.Then, he was there. His large thumb pressed over my tight. "Madam Lisa." I really wasn't helping matters, so I left them to it.We didn't go up to Doncaster straight away when term ended. Jane and I quickly got over our little upset, and she spent some time moving into the house. It had been her suggestion. Rather than me paying for her student accommodation, I could just provide the accommodation. It made sense to me—she was spending as many nights in my house as she was in her room. I insisted that she used Elliott's old room—after all, there would be.