The Temptation Called Mrs. Smith

Chapter 1

"Hey. What are you doing for summer break, are you going home?" My roommate Imani asked.

Ever since I started college we have been roommates, and I am glad to say that she has been the very best roommate a girl could ever ask for.

"I'm not sure. I may stay on campus. I mean it's just one month and it will give me a chance to catch up so that I can be prepared for our final year." I replied.

Honestly, the thought of going home gave me the chills. It wasn't that I had an awful family, quite the opposite. I came from a nuclear family. A mother, a father, and three adorable siblings that constantly made my parents proud. I knew they loved me, but for some reason I never felt like I fit in.

My parents are both doctors and my siblings went to college and studied medicine as well. Then there was me, the last born, the gay Arts major. So cliché.

I love everything that has to do with the Arts and I'd like to think I'm pretty good at it. So every time I go home I just feel like an outsider. Like I disappointed my parents by not going for a medical degree. So I try to stay away from home as much as I can.

"Why don't you just come home with me?"

"No. I don't want to be a bother and your dad died a year ago so I don't think your mom would appreciate a stranger in her house while she's grieving."

She went quiet when I brought up her dad. Now I feel like an idiot.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to bring your da-"

"No, it's okay. My mom is doing better and has come to terms with dad's death and I am getting there. But you know what you could do to make it up to me?"

I knew where this was going.

"What?" I took the bait.

"You can pack your bags because you are coming home with me tomorrow. You did after all bring up my dad." She said with a pout.

I threw a pillow at her.

"You are a manipulator!" I said jokingly.

"I guess that will help me with being a great politician one day. Now get to packing!" She said then left.

God I love her. She has become the 'cousin' I didn't know I needed. I would say sister but I already had a sister that wasn't actually bad. She sent me money all the time and checked in constantly. Also, she was my mother when my mom was busy at work and my best friend when I needed someone to come out to. Not that it was much of a come-out because she already knew. Apparently, I stared at one of her friends' breasts for too long. Plus I had downloaded countless girl-on-girl porn on my laptop which she said she saw when she borrowed it. What can I say? I am a curious gal.