Chapter4
At eight-thirty the next morning, Celeste pulled her dump of a car into the parking garage that reached far below the towering building above it. As she got out of her car and locked it, she glanced around and saw that hers was by far the oldest and saddest looking vehicle in the entire lot. All of the other vehicles were much newer, and much more luxurious. She wondered for a moment if the job she was interviewing for might provide an income for her that would allow her to purchase a new vehicle. She only let herself think on it for a moment before pushing the thoughts from her mind.
No sense thinking about things so far into the future, she thought to herself. She ought to just focus on the interview and try to get the job first. One step at a time. That was exactly what she did, taking a step at a time to the elevator and going to the lobby of the massive building.
It was still completely surreal to her that she had gotten an interview so easily at such a prestigious business with nothing more than the word of a friend. It felt like a dream that couldn’t ever be real. Even as she walked across the marble floor toward the reception desk in the spacious lobby, the sound of her heels on the hard surface told her that she was really there, really walking through it, but it just seemed like even that was a figment of her imagination.
She reached the desk and took a deep breath. The receptionist, who was a man, looked up at her and smiled. He asked her how he could help her and she told him who she was there to see. He pointed to the area in the back of the lobby where the elevators were and sent her on her way with instructions.
Celeste tried to breathe evenly and slow her racing heart as she ascended in the elevator toward the floor near the top of the building where her interview would be, but it seemed to her that the closer she got to it, the more anxious she became.
The elevator doors slid open and she stepped out into a quiet office. There was an older woman sitting at a desk off to one side of the room, and behind her there was an open door that led into another office. To the left there was another hallway with more doors.
She walked up to the woman at the desk and reminded herself to hold her purse lightly, rather than with a death grip.
Before she could say a word, the older woman looked up at her and smiled kindly. “Hello, are you here to see Hector?”
Celeste nodded. “Yes, please. I’m Celeste Everett.”
The lady picked up the phone on her desk and called the information in to the office behind her desk. A moment later, a man walked through the open door of that office and stopped before Celeste.
He was of medium height and an average build. His hair was gray and white and thinning around the top of his head, though it did not detract at all from his handsome looks. He wore a beard and small moustache that were an even blend of salt and pepper, and his bright blue eyes shown out from a tanned face.
Reaching his hand out to her, he smiled warmly and his eyes met hers. “I’m Hector. Thank you for coming in Miss Everett.” His speech was as elegant as his clothes; a fine suit with a vest and a tie.
“Hello, Hector. Thank you for seeing me today,” she returned pleasantly.
He motioned for her to follow him, and together they went into his office and he closed the door.
“Please, have a seat.” He indicated the chairs before his desk. She took one of them and set her purse on the other beside it so that she wouldn’t fiddle with her purse as her nervous fingers itched for something to occupy them.
Hector sat down behind his desk and turned his attention to her. “As I understand it, you are looking for a job. I’m in need of a secretary and assistant. The lady you saw at my receptionist’s desk is a temp from another office here in the building. She’s a nice lady, but she has another job and she’s not who I need to fill the seat out front. I was told that you are quite possibly the right person to take that seat and to assist me with the work that I do.”
“I certainly hope that I am.” Celeste smiled brightly and pulled a file from her purse. Handing it to him, she slid forward slightly on the chair so that she was at the edge of her seat. “Here’s my resume and some letters of recommendation.”
He accepted them and gave them a good look, reading all that she had given him. She felt a good deal of relief that he was reading it all so intently. It meant to her that he wasn’t just skimming over it and ignoring most of what was there like all of the other people who had interviewed her for positions she didn’t get. Hector was actually taking the time to look at it, and she thought to herself that even if he didn’t give her the job, she was going to walk out with a huge amount of respect for him because he had given her that simple and respectful courtesy.
“I’m impressed that you’re going to school while you’re working,” he said as he continued to read through her resume. “It takes dedication and commitment to do that. It takes drive and determination.”
He lifted his eyes from the papers before him for a moment and gave her a serious look. “That’s exactly the kind of thing I like to see in those who work for me.”
When he had read all of her paperwork, he laid it on the desk and leaned back in his chair and began to talk with her. Not about any of her jobs or anything that she had done in her professional life, but more so in her private life; the goals that she had and the dreams that she wanted to work to bring to fruition. He talked with her at length and after a short while, she realized that he was getting to know her personal side to discover what kind of person she was under the dress suit she was wearing and the professional cover she had come in with that day.
“You’re really getting to know me,” she said in a quiet and surprised tone.
He leaned forward and rested his arms on the desk, giving her a pleasant look. “I want to know who it is that would be coming in here every day, who would be taking care of my clients and just how they would be taking care of them. I want to know who you are, not what you’ve done. I read your resume. I know what you’ve done, but that doesn’t tell me who you really are. That’s the most important part.”
A wide smile spread over Celeste’s face and she leaned forward as well, almost meeting him halfway in a sense. “You know, I think you’re right. That’s a wise way to look at it. No one has ever looked at me that way before this interview. Thank you.” She appreciated it, and she wanted him to know it.
Hector gave her a nod and a grin. “Well, if you would like the job, it’s yours. I would want you to start as soon as you can. I need to send Bertha back to her regular spot.”
Everything inside of Celeste froze solid for a long moment, and she couldn’t move or breathe or think for the longest second of her life, and then with a snap everything broke free and she felt a rush of exquisite joy such as she could not remember having felt before, to a magnitude that made her speechless.
Jumping to her feet, she nodded her head vigorously and her hands flew up to cover her mouth, trying in vain to hold in all of the emotion that had flooded her and was nearly ready to spill out of her in a scream of excitement.
Hector rose to his feet as well, giving her an amused smile with one raised eyebrow. “I take it that’s a yes, then?” he asked quietly, looking as if he was holding in a chuckle.
She nodded vehemently. “Yes! Yes… it’s a yes!” she finally managed to spill out, reaching her hand to him to shake his hand. “Thank you so very much!”
The chuckle escaped him then and he nodded to her. “Of course. Thank you so much for coming in today and meeting with me. I think you’ll be a good fit for this office, and for our team. Now, when you can breathe again, you can tell me when it would work out for you to start here.”
He gave her a meaningful look and all of the tension and thrill inside of her finally culminated in a laugh from far within, and then the well broke and all of her adrenaline began to subside. She did her best to stand up straight and breathe in deeply so that she might calm herself. Her mind was going a million miles an hour, thinking of all of the things that she had to take care of in the changes to the new job, and all of the things that she would be doing and perhaps could be doing with the position she was being given.
It was with no small effort and considerable willpower that she steadied herself enough to think and process, at least enough to finish her conversation with her new boss.
“Start… yes… well… I can start tomorrow. That’s no problem.” She would have to go and quit her job at the supermarket, but she could do that after her interview finished.
He nodded and reached his hand out to her. “Then the job is yours, please report to work here at nine tomorrow morning, and thank you for coming in and agreeing to take the position.”
Celeste wanted to hug him, she was so excited and so grateful, but she sufficed with another handshake, and then she turned and walked out of his office and grinned at Bertha when she passed the older woman at the desk in the front office.
She waited until she was in the elevator and at least two floors down before she shrieked out loud with a pent-up holler of pure joy. Her life was going to get better, and it was happening right then, with no wait. It was almost more than she could believe, but once she was in her car and driving out of the heart of downtown Atlanta, she told herself out loud over and over again, “I got the job… it’s real… my life is changing for the better. I got the job… I start tomorrow…” She went on and on, trying to make herself believe it by saying it aloud and hearing it as well as speaking it.
It seemed slightly more believable as she pulled the car into the parking lot at the grocery store. She picked up her purse and went inside, and was immediately greeted by Tonia and Keisha who were on their break in the staff break room.
“You work today?” Keisha asked with a confused frown.
Celeste shook her head. “No, I don’t, but I came in to talk to the boss.”
Tonia pointed to the closed door with a narrow window at the back of the room. “He’s on the phone.”
“What are you talking to him about?” Keisha asked nosily.
Celeste couldn’t hold in her secret any more than she could hold in her joy. “I just got a job!”
Tonia and Keisha were both surprised. Tonia seemed to light up a little bit more. “You did? Where?”
“At a big old company in the city. I’m going to be an assistant and personal secretary to a senior partner at the firm!” She had said it to herself so many times on the drive to the grocery store that she almost believed it was true.
“How’d you get that?” Tonia asked, standing up and walking to the door as their break ended. Keisha and Celeste followed her, walking out toward the registers.
Celeste felt her cheeks warm. “Oh… uh, well I have a friend who works there and got me an interview. A little inside help, I guess. So, I went for the interview this morning, thinking I wouldn’t get it, and I got it!” She shook her head, still in disbelief. Her life was finally turning around, and it was more than incredible to her.
Keisha began to laugh deep in her belly. “A friend?!” she exclaimed in considerable doubt. “What kind of friend?”
Clearing her throat quietly and doing her best to look nonchalant, Celeste lifted her chin and spoke a little louder. “Just a friend.” She hoped she sounded believable.
Tonia smiled at her and Keisha’s head snapped to one side, her attention suddenly solely focused on the tall, well-built man who had just walked into the grocery store. Celeste felt her heart nearly jump out of her chest. It was Wendell.
“Now there’s a man I’d like to be friends with.” Keisha moaned low and gave her head a shake. She gave him a big grin and a wink, which he saw, and he smiled back momentarily at Keisha, but then his eyes became riveted on Celeste.
Celeste turned away and tried to pretend that he wasn’t there. Wendell walked near them, staring at Celeste, and then chuckled softly and walked away on the pretense of doing some shopping while he was in his police uniform.
The moment that his back was turned, Keisha spun on her heel and planted both of her hands on Celeste’s arm. “Girl! He is into you! Now do something right for once and go after him! He wants you! You need to get yourself together and land him! Go on now, go get him!”
Celeste felt as if she might vomit. “He’s really not my type,” she replied quietly.
Keisha’s face twisted in shock and her eyes nearly bugged out of her head as her mouth scrunched up. “Girl, have you lost your mind? That there is the finest specimen of a man I have had the pleasure of laying my eyes on in a good long time! Now you pull your head out and go on and go talk to him! He couldn’t stop staring at you when he walked by here just a minute ago. You’d be an outright fool just to walk away from that! He is fine, honey!”
“I have to go talk to the boss.” Celeste ignored Keisha’s adamant plea and walked back to the break room. Her boss walked out of his closet-sized office and stopped, blinking at her through his thick glasses when he saw her there.
“What are you doing in here today?” he asked in puzzlement. “You aren’t on the schedule, are you? You didn’t switch shifts with anyone did you? You know you can’t do that without my approval and I know that I didn’t approve any kind of schedule change for you.”
Feeling a sense of freedom moving through her like a fresh breeze, she spoke clearly and strongly, lifting her chin as she did so. “No, I’m not working today, I came to quit this job. I got another job and I am starting there tomorrow.”
He stared at her for a long moment and then began to shake his head slowly. “Oh no you don’t.”
“I beg your pardon?” she asked, bewilderment clouding her mind.
“You’re not just going to walk out of here that easily… walk out on me… walk out on your responsibilities here. I don’t have anyone to fill your spot here on the spur of the moment like that. No way, missy. No. You have to work a full two weeks. You have to give me two weeks’ notice before you can just walk right out that door.” He looked full well like he meant it.
She frowned. “I’m not giving you two weeks, I am starting my new job tomorrow morning!”
He took a step and advanced toward her aggressively. “Oh yes you are. You’re working two more weeks for me here or I’m not going to give you a good reference! When your new job calls me for a recommendation I’ll tell them you’re the worst employee I have, that you left me hanging high and dry and that I wouldn’t hire you back here if I was desperate for help!
I’m going to make you sound so bad that they won’t even let you in the building by the time I’m through with you! No way! If you want a good recommendation from me for this job or for any other jobs in the future, you’re going to give me two weeks, and that’s that, missy!”
Celeste felt her heart pounding and her mouth grow dry. She tried to swallow but couldn’t. “You can’t do that to me! I’m one of your best employees here!”
“I can do it, and I will do it if you walk out like that. I want two weeks damn it!” he shouted at her.
She jumped, startled at the volume of his voice. “Listen, I can’t do that! I will be working during the day and going to school at night, I won’t have any time to be here!” She thought that if perhaps she reasoned with him, he might see some kind of common sense and go back on his horrid threat.
He shook his head slowly and glowered at her. “I don’t care what’s going on with your schedule. You listen to me and you listen good! You come here and work every night for two weeks, and you work during the day at your new job, and I will give you the recommendation you want, but if you stiff me, so help me gawd I’m going to make your professional life a living hell for as long as I can!”
She knew that he meant it and it felt like the bottom had suddenly dropped out of her world. Everything was crashing around her on the inside, and she felt helpless to do anything about it.
“I’ve laid down the law and that’s it. There’s nothing more to talk about,” he snapped flatly, and then he turned and walked out of the room, slamming the door behind him.
Tears stung at her eyes and welled up, spilling over her thick black eyelashes. She sank down into one of the cheap chairs near a table and dropped her face into her hands. It seemed to her that no matter how hard she tried, her life might as well always be one step forward and two steps back.
Not knowing how she was going to be able to take care of the issue or solve it, she wiped at her face and thought as clearly and carefully as she was able to. She told herself that there had to be a way around it, that there had to be something that she could do to make it all work.
Thinking about her professor, she pulled her cell phone from her purse and called him. She was stunned when he answered the phone; she hadn’t expected him to, but she was suddenly tremendously grateful that he had.
“Professor Larkin!” she gasped.
“Yes?” he asked in response.
“I… uh… this is Celeste Everett. I’m in your evening classes.” She wasn’t quite sure where to start with him.
“Yes?” His tone was level.
“Well, I’ve had a change at work for the next two weeks, and I can’t get out of having to work the night shift at my job. I’m not going to be able to come to class for two weeks.” Her heart began to race and her palms felt moist.
He sighed. “Well Celeste, that’s unfortunate. You’ve already missed some of my classes, and if you keep missing them like this, you’re going to fail the class. In fact, I can say without a doubt that if you miss my class in the coming two weeks that there is no chance that you will pass the class or receive the credit for taking it.”
He sounded to her as if he had just spoken the most casual death sentence ever uttered. He was indifferent; ambivalent to her needs and her quandary. There was nothing that he would do. She was just another student, and it was just another hardship that he couldn’t possibly care less about.
“But I can’t get there! There’s no way for me to get out of having to work!” she pleaded desperately.
He sighed again. “Listen Celeste, you signed up for the class, you paid for the class, you’re taking the class. If you don’t show up for it, you fail the class. Even a middle school kid could figure that out. Attend the class or fail. That’s all there is to it.”
Her body was quivering with sickness, sadness, anger, and frustration. He couldn’t be forcing her, but he was in a subtle way, and so was her boss at the supermarket. There was no way around it. She knew that she couldn’t tell Hector that she couldn’t start for two weeks; she knew she’d lose her new job if she did that. Something was going to have to give. Something was going to have to be sacrificed or everything was going to fall apart.
“I understand,” she managed to mumble meekly. There was no way around it. She ended the call and slid her phone back into her purse.
Celeste sat for a long while in the empty break room and then finally rose from the broken plastic seat and walked numbly to the door. She pulled it open and almost shuffled quietly to the front of the store. Keisha and Tonia saw her and went to her.
“Well? What happened?” Keisha demanded.
Celeste felt as if she was drowning in a pond, sinking down further and further into dark green murky water, while the light above her began to fade, and she heard Keisha’s voice sounding through it all, muffled as it made its way into her head.
“What?” Celeste asked, giving her head a soft shake and turning slowly to look at her friend and co-worker.
“What in the blazes is wrong with you?” Keisha asked in consternation. “I said what happened?”
Celeste breathed in long and slow and as she exhaled even more slowly, she answered. “What happened… well, I tried to quit and he’s forcing me to work two more weeks of night shifts, which I can’t do because I have school at night, and work at my new job during the day.”
Tonia tilted her head, puzzled. “So what are you going to do? You can’t do all of it.”
With a slow shake of her head, Celeste raised her eyebrows and stared ahead. “No, I can’t. If I don’t give two weeks’ notice here and work that night shift, the boss is going to give me a bad reference. He said he’ll destroy my professional career, and you know he’s just spiteful and cold enough to do it.”
“Yes he is!” Tonia added in passionately. “So what are you going to do?”
Celeste couldn’t believe that she was saying it. She hated thinking the words. She hated thinking the thoughts and knowing the truth, but more than that she hated saying them out loud and having to hear them voiced from her own mouth. It was like dropping the ax on herself.
“I’m going to have to miss the next two weeks of school and fail the class, and then I’ll have to take the class again and pay for it again. There’s no way out of it. If I don’t go to class over the next two weeks, then I fail, and that’s that.” She sighed and her shoulders slumped as her eyes fell to the floor.
Keisha snorted. “Oh hell, look at you, all worked up over this. You get too dramatic. You doin’ too much and you tryin’ to be so much more than what you really are. I keep tellin’ you this and you just don’t listen to me and you don’t listen to reason. You a black woman in the South honey, born and raised on the wrong side of the tracks.
There ain’t no way out for you and there ain’t never going to be any way out for you, and that’s just all there is to it. You keep thinkin’ too much of yourself, you keep tryin’ and workin’, thinkin’ you can do so much better, and you can’t. And I keep telling you that you can’t, but you deaf and stupid.”
She planted her hands on her hips and kept on with her tirade as Celeste stared at her in horror.
“You tryin’ too hard. You need to quit messin’ with your life. You are just fine where you are with what you got and with what you’re doing. You’re just fine! You ain’t never going to have no better than this and you just need to accept that and find some peace with it, ‘stead of goin’ on and on trying to do so much to better yourself. I don’t know where your head is.
Get real girl, this is your life! Right here. This store. Your cheap ass apartment. Your broken-down car. That’s all you got and that’s all you ever going to have, now just get used to the truth and quit messing around with it before you really screw it up!” Keisha snorted again and then turned and sauntered back to her register where a line of people waiting to check out was beginning to grow.
Tonia gave her a silent and sympathetic look for a brief moment, and then walked back to her own register, leaving Celeste alone near the door. She gazed at them both for a long moment, standing there behind their registers with their sore backs, sore legs and knees, listening to the beeping of the machines all day and sharing mundane conversations with every person who came through their lines.
She hated it. She wanted to change her life and no matter what, she was going to do it. She was going to walk away from the wrong side of the tracks and make something of herself and what was left of her life if it was the last thing that she ever did.
Without another word, she turned and walked out of the door of the grocery store, going to her broken-down heap of a car, and driving it home. She was going to change her life, and she was going to do it starting the very next morning.
There was only one more thing that she just had to do that day. She picked up her phone and swiped Kevin’s phone number, feeling her heartbeat pick up again as the phone rang, and feeling a smile form over her lips as his deep and sexy voice came over the phone.
“There she is! How did it go?” he asked jovially and with keen interest.
Her heart flipped once inside her chest. “It went amazingly! I got the job! Hector hired me!” She tried not to blurt it out, but she was just too excited not to share the great news with him.
“That’s fantastic!” he cried out jovially. “I’m so happy for you!”
“I have you to thank for it!” She was giddy again, and some of the sadness from her stop at the grocery store melted away from her heart and mind, like ice on a hot summer day.
“Hey, it was just a suggestion and a favor. I’m glad that he saw you, and really glad that he hired you!” Kevin sounded as happy as she felt.
“Look,” she lowered her voice to a soft and sultry tone, “I want to meet up with you. I want to thank you in person.”
He chuckled and his voice lowered to match hers. “You do?” he asked interestedly. “Well, as much as I would love that, I don’t want you to feel that you have to do anything like that with me to thank me. I didn’t do it so you’d be obligated to me in any way. I did it in earnest to help you.”
She smiled. He really was a good guy, and she liked that about him so much. “I know that. I want to do it anyway. Will you meet me please?”
There was hunger and intrigue in his tone. “Well I can’t say no to that! When?”
“Tonight.” She spoke smoothly. It would be the only night off she would have for two weeks, most likely, and she wanted nothing more than to spend it with him.
“Done. Same place, same time?” he asked, referring to the hotel where they had met before.
“Yes. Perfect. I can’t wait.” She grinned, and she could hear in his voice that he was grinning right back at her.
“I can’t wait either. See you then.”
Celeste headed for home and planned on a nap, a shower, and then wearing some of her prettiest undergarments, which she hoped were going to wind up on the floor in no time.
She entered the same hotel again, but this time it was with much sweeter anticipation, because she knew what she was going to find behind the hotel room door, and she could hardly wait to get to him.
Kevin had a roguish debonair look about him when he pulled the door open and grinned at her. He took two steps forward and reached for her, pulling her into his arms and kissing her fervently.
Celeste matched his kiss and they walked slowly together, wrapped firmly in each other’s arms toward the bed. They didn’t stop until they reached the edge of it, and he finally let her go just far enough that he could look at her face as he held her in his arms.
Breathless and with a pounding heart, she looked up at him and smiled. “Wow!” she panted. “That was quite a hello!”
“I couldn’t wait to see you!” he told her with a wide smile.
Her eyes dropped from him to his shirt, which was unbuttoned halfway down, and she chuckled. “I see that!” she teased gently.
“I left some for you to do.” Kevin winked at her. “If you want to.”
She raised an eyebrow at him. “Oh, I want to.” Celeste giggled softly and reached her hands up to the buttons on his shirt, undoing the rest of them swiftly as they shared a few soft kisses in between pulling each other’s clothes off.
To her surprise, her bra and panties stayed on as he pulled her into the bed, but that didn’t slow him at all as he took his time moving his mouth inch by slow inch over her body, going from her mouth down to her ankles and then slowly back up toward her hips. He bit gently at her core over the outside of her panties, teasing her by tracing his tongue along her skin where the seams of the material touched her.
Celeste ached for him to bring his tongue into her, and when his taunting grew to be too much, she began to plead with him, but she didn’t have to ask more than once. He grinned at her and curled his fingers beneath the silky material, kissing her over the outside of it before he slid them off.
“Whatever my lady wishes.” He spoke softly as he slid the panties over her curves and down the length of her legs. They landed on the floor a moment later, and the moment immediately following that found her with a gasp of pure pleasure as his mouth closed over the tender folds of her body.
She moaned as he buried his tongue inside of her, sucking, kissing, and biting lightly at her as she moved her body against his mouth, losing herself to the power of his passion. At the sounds of her mounting pleasure, he closed his fingers tightly around her hips and held her fast to his ravenous mouth as she lost her breath and came, her body shivering as she clutched the sheets around her, her eyes closed and every muscle in her body tensed.
As the ecstasy began to subside, and she opened her eyes, trying her best to catch her breath, he pulled his mouth from between her thighs and moved his own body there, desperately hungry for the feel of her around him.
Pushing his erection into her slowly and tantalizingly, he stared down into her face and her eyes, as if he was making a memory he never wanted to forget, and he filled her body as they began to move together in a rocking rhythm.
They tried to begin slow, to take their time with each other, but so fierce was their desire for each other that they clung to one another tightly, kissed harder, cried out sooner, and worked their bodies relentlessly in their passionate wrestle.
Overwhelming release took them both, and they clung to one another as their bodies shared ultimate pleasure, and then they rested for just a short while before he took her with him into the shower and they reignited their flames of lust amidst steaming water and thick bubbles, holding fast to each other again.
Once they were back in the bed again, Kevin held her against his chest and kissed the top of her head, his eyes seeing things in his mind that were not before him, his thoughts both there with her and somewhere else on things in the future.
He turned after a long, thoughtful while, and spoke softly to her, touching her face with his fingertips as he gazed into her eyes.
“I want to keep meeting like this. I want to keep doing this. Do you feel like that? Is this something you’d like to become a regular thing with me?” His voice took on a hopeful note.
Warmth flooded her and she found herself grinning without even thinking about it. She reached her hand up and took his in it, weaving her fingers in between his and thinking to herself what a good fit their hands made together.
“I would like to do this a lot more with you. We are good at this, you and me in a bed together.” She felt a rush of happiness inside her. She thought about what he was saying and it appealed to her enormously. She was on the app where they had met, but she didn’t want to sleep around with several different guys, she just needed someone to touch her now and then, to ease her tension and share some pleasure with her. She didn’t have time for anything more, and what they had begun together was working out very well. It was a relief to her to know that he wanted to continue it as well.
Kevin’s smile nearly wrapped around his face. “Good. No wait… great. That’s really great.” He kissed her long and slow and then looked into her eyes again. “Intimate partners,” he said thoughtfully. “I like that.”
“I like it too. It’s just right for us. No mess, no hassle, no tangle, just the fun things.” She laughed quietly and kissed him once.
“I think it’s perfect and I couldn’t agree more.” He laid his head back on the pillow and smiled at her.
“Thank you for the job interview, it’s going to change everything for me. It’s going to change my whole life,” she told him with a slightly more serious tone in her voice.
He gave his head a little shake. “No, you’re going to change your whole life, and you already were, by working hard for what you want and going to school… you’re the one who is changing everything. I just gave you a little helping hand in a good direction. That’s all. I know you’ll take that ace and soar with it. I have no doubt about that.”
She smiled wide and leaned forward kissing him again. “Thank you for believing in me. I’m not going to let either of us down.” Her kiss became long and lingering, their tongues twisted and tasted, and a moment later he was pulling her body on top of his hardening groin, moaning as she began to move over him again.