I am with Jake. It is a commitment, not a boyfriend. And yet no one outside my home would understand it.Lena's apartment is nice. It is twice the size... of the condo Gel got in Cebu and we were, at the time, happy with that! There is a nice queen sized bed. I will be sleeping with Lena tonight. I wonder how that will go. We have never really been alone together before.I unpack my stuff, get my bearings and Lena suggests we go out for supper. She isn't near the cook that Gel is (no one is) and I. She was rubbing her hand over my shorts. It was getting bigger in size. It was so exciting and encouraging. I lost my control and gave her a more tight hug. In the process, I was encircling her more and my hands were touching side boobs. Her breath got heavier and I gave a small peck on her side neck.If it wouldn’t have been a call from my mom I would have taken a further step. But I had to cut short the teasing and rushed back home. I gave a small kiss on the cheek and said bye. Then after. She playfully dropped the loose end all by itself at times, other times; she would pay attention to the lonesome warrior and pay homage by carefully rolling it up her left wrist. This unique way of wearing sari gifted on the students a rare view, of a feminine quality that was waiting to be expressed; a woman’s encroachment on a naïve teenager’s psyche, a desire and wanton that met halfway behind her back while she turned over to jot something on the board, something infinitely unimportant, for. I promised.Angel. She was funneling money through her travel agency, but so were dozens of others, probably without even knowing what was happening. Angel just wanted to be with a rich, powerful man. So why did she bother with Davy Jones? Because he was strong?Brenda. She owned the condo. Did she know? She collected pictures of herself with powerful people. Did she collect the rent from them as well?Simon. Smart enough. Smarter than all of them. Smarter than me. Simon could manage that kind of.