I didn't say a word as he kept knocking."Reese! I know you're there, I saw your car outside. Can we talk about this, please?" he said through the door..., still knocking. After a long pause, I finally spoke."There's nothing to talk about, Michael. I think you should go home." We need to talk about what happened between us last night. Will you open the door?" NO! I said there's nothing to talk about. What I did was wrong, it never should have happened. Please just go home and leave me alone." I. For a short time Aunt Mary and I went to the same school; she of course left school before I did and began training to be a hairdresser. It was at school that I first noticed her in a different light; all girls in those days would have to do their PE wearing dark green or navy blue knickers and a polo shirt. I found this very arousing particularly when I got to see some of the older girls and indeed when I got to see Aunt Mary running around the gym wearing this fine sports kit.I found myself. " Than he winks at me and walks to his door leaving me there with my heart pounding.At first I panic. How long has he been watching me? Does he think I'm cute? So many questions begin flying through my head as I go about the rest of my day. When I get back home I decide that I'm going to see J after his party. I get home early from the Halloween party my roommate and I attend, get dolled up, and then walk out of my apartment to his door. I can hear music still playing but I don't hear any. "Now do you understand why I was so late?" "Yes, I understand." "Do you forgive me for coming home so late?" Nodding, I quietly answered; "Of course I do." The truth was, I didn't understand and I certainly didn't forgive her. I might have accepted Katie's explanation if I hadn't seen her when she walked in the door last night. Her hair was mussed, her makeup was smeared and her blouse was unbuttoned. She'd looked like she'd gotten dressed in a hurry. She didn't look like a woman coming home.