I did hate you for a while.” “Thanks, knowing that you no longer hate me. Will help me sleep at night.” After some more small talk, we left. H...e drove me to my door, said good luck and drove off. In my flat I sat on the sofa and cried, his invitation had revived my hopes. He had not even hinted at seeing me again. My only consolation was that he no longer hated me. I didn’t hear from Jim for over a month. Seeing him again had brought back to the surface my love for him and all the regrets for. “Uh, you're J.P right?” She asked timidly shuffling her feet. I smiled at her nervousness and stood up. “Yeah I’m J.P, did you need something?” The brown-haired girl blushed as she stumbled over her words trying to get them out in the right order. “Um, well, you see, I, um, kinda was wondering if you, um-” I tried stifling my laughter as she turned even redder. I took a quick peek into her mind to see what she was trying to say. “Yes I would love to have this dance with you Ava.” I said with a. But! And there’s always a but. There was still a little hurt about how she had used me. OK I had inferred that it didn’t matter. At the same time I had to consider that Becky may be trying to use me again. Forewarned is forearmed I decided. I would go, but keep my senses alive for any hint of duplicity. ‘When is this dance, Becky?’ ‘It’s in two weeks time Friday the twenty-second. Please say yes, Jack.’ ‘OK. I shall look forward to it.’ Becky was very happy. ‘Oh thanks. We should have a good. The lucky bastard! He was fucking his girlfriend at a live peep show, and I thought he wanted us all to watch seeing as he turned his light off. I mentioned this to Jane. She was still transfixed watching her porn stud have his entire length taken in someone’s mouth.“Over there look, that window, the one with the light off, she’s getting fucked from behind”, I said. Jane finally broke her trance like gaze and saw what I saw. "Fucking hell" she said, “she is to. Do you think we’ll get to.