Is this love or just lust, sir?

Bath Time

It was safe to say that I, Tina Riley, was officially not a virgin anymore.

I know, classy right? Loosing it on a couch to the history teacher next door. Too be fair, I had indulged in the idea of a rose pelted bed in the penthouse suite at the Ritz with champagne on ice. But right now, I didn't care that the closest liquid was a coffee in some cup that had a chip in it. Nor did I care that there was not a flower in sight. And I was on the floor currently.

But that felt right. There was no regrets, no 'we should of' and no second thoughts: at least I had been wearing a nice pair of matching underwear.

"You have a weird smile on your face." Mr O- but he wasn't Mr O'Miles anymore, sure he had a job as my teacher but he wasn't my history teacher. He was my boyfriend.

My boyfriend who I just had sex with.

"Gee thanks Olly." The word slipped off my tongue easily, indulging in his nickname and as soon as the last letter was in the air a warm glint appeared in his brown eyes too.

"As wonderful as it is waking up to you, wont your parents wonder why you are in my house instead of your bed?" Oliver mumbled, gently putting the coffee on the other side of my head and lingering over me. Our lips were close enough, just about to touch once his words sunk in.

"Crap!" Jolting up; I sprinted out the room, not looking back and just bolting to my house praying the door was still on the latch from last night.

-

"So why exactly are we in your bath?"

"Because I need your advice!" I exclaimed, hitting both their arms. "If we talk in my room anyone can over hear its much less suspicious us being in here with the thickest door."

"Oh no Tina, three of us all in the bathroom at the same time, what's less suspicious than that?" Maggie retorted, the three of us were all sat in my bath as of now with our backs slouched against the base of it and our legs hanging over the side of it.

"We had sex you guys! Does this mean like we have sex all the time or was it a one of? Am I going to need to stock up on more Victoria Secret or keep some of my M&S bras?" I demanded.

"Uh I don't know maybe ask him?" Maggot said in a 'you are so stupid' voice.

"I still can't believe Mr O'Miles and you..." Phoebe trailed off.

"Hey! I am cool with this whole lesbian relationship you can not go jiffy on my relationship." I scorn.

"Ours is legal," phoebe hits back sticking out her tongue.

"Uh how olds Maggie? Fifteen; so below the age of sex in the eyes of the law. How old am I? Sixteen, totally legal." I reply to Phoebe grinning.

"I'm fifteen too?" Phoebe scowls.

"You little perverts. Anyway can we get off this under the age sex talk?" I take a meaningful look at both of them in a mocking way which only make Maggie roll her eyes and Phoebe smirk. "Where do we stand?"

"Just ask him." Maggie states calmly. "Just go up and ask him 'yo due are we getting naked every night or was that my christmas present?'"

"Why would I ask him when the three of us can analyse everything of him and then figure it out?" I say in a 'duh' tone of voice.

"Tina you may be forgetting me and Maggie aren't really into the male species or their behaviour.." Phoebe winks.

Just before I can even retaliate we hear a voice from outside "Tina? Are you and your friends in the bathtub again?"

Cool mother.

-

Grabbing my phone I see I have one new voicemail message.

"Hey Tina it's me, we didn't get chance to talk this morning. Which we need to do. Come round mine at say seven?"

The Essex voice that never fails to give me butterflies, suddenly had doubt spring to my mind.

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Uh yeah this is not too good and it's awfully short because its late and I have a cold and it's exams all week and all that.

Sorry for late update, there has been a lot going on. My healthy not been in a good state, I had a stupid friendship drama and my family is more messed up than anything.

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