" Spoilsport," she muttered, "I was enjoying that, and I know you were too. Don't try to deny it." I don't deny it," I admitted, "but liking it is not... the issue. What would your mother think if she found out?" Mom let slip once that you and she had been very close when you were young," she revealed, "so she can't really object if I want to enjoy what she used to enjoy."I did not disclose the fact that her Mom and I still enjoyed each other when we got the chance. I fell back on parental. Was I naive, yes, was I dumb, no, was I asking for it, some would say yes. It all started the day I arrived at the Border crossing into Lower Slobovia. I was driving a rental car with no air conditioning and it was unusually hot so I was wearing a revealing short summer dress to try and stay cool but it caught the attention of one of the Border Guards. I was instructed to park the car and come into the station to check my Passport and Visa. I didn't think there would be any issue but then I. I was here from about ten to five. Marcus brought me home from our lecture and I didn't leave until this morning." I see. Miss Lewis?" He turned to look at Shawna."I was here from about half past five until quarter past seven when I left with Marcus to go the Sports Complex." This is Marcus Bowers?" That's right. We have a ju-jitsu lesson every week from half seven to half nine." I see," he jotted some notes. "And then?" Then we walked home. We were probably home by ten. Definitely by half past. Bryce took advantage of that, she knew, and she normally appreciated the way his casual dominance cut through the bullshit and let her give in to her deep urges without too much thought. Tonight though she was sore and tired, and the pain in her ass had translated to her being limited during her cheerleading practice at the university earlier that day. She had even noticed a group of her teammates laughing at her, and had distinctly made out something along the lines of ‘slut can’t even walk.