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Time has fast forwarded. First women had equal rights, then it dropped again. This is about three characters who try to make it right. Who try and make everyone equal View table of contents...


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Submitted:Mar 26, 2012    Reads: 8    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Chapter 11

I knew I shouldn't have let him. I should have told him to stop, but I just didn't want him to.

Finally, breathless, I pulled away, I stopped kissing him, but didn't let him go "Jake, you know we were planning to go to these lessons, though I'm enjoying this, maybe we should put it on hold for now?"

Breathless and grinning from ear to ear he replied "Yes, yes, yes I guess we should" A twinge of sadness filled him voice as he said this, but he didn't push.

Hugging him tightly for the last time I let go, kissed him lightly on the cheek and turned saying "I'm going to get changed now, and your breakfast may have gone soggy"

Turning round, after a few steps, I saw him still staring after me so call out again "Eat!" and this time he obeyed.

Walking into the bathroom I opened my locket and spoke gently to it, smart clothes that don't hold too much decency, I did need to be be to get away with being Jake's slut, but deep down I know I was thinking about impressing him.

Once I was changed I crept into the kitchen, Jake was staring into space and not really eating. I picked up my empty bowl and filled it with a small amount if cereal and milk, after living on one meal a day I had a feeling I might feel ill if I ate too much. Jake still didn't notice me, daydreaming of something that was making him smile. So I placed my bowl on the table and walked over to him. Gently, I covered his hand, which was slowly mixing the cereal that he hadn't eaten. He looked up and smiled

"Eat Jake"

He nodded, still a bit lost, while I sat down and tucked in, I was right about my stomach not being used to food, I felt a bit queasy after.

He noticed the moment he finished his cereal and came over; looking concerned he said "What's wrong?"

I shifted uncomfortably in my seat before picking my words carefully "I think I have eaten too much, I feel a bit queasy"

Grinning and looking more relaxed he answered reassuringly "Don't worry I can fix that" and then he placed him hand over my stomach and shut his eyes.

Realising he was about to do magic I held my breath and waited to see what happened.


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