Chapter 53

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'I grabbed us a can of cola each', he said sitting down by our feet.

I hadn't realized how thirsty I was until the liquid first hit the back of my throat. I gulped it down a little too quickly and I felt the bubbles rise to my nose. Why did that keep happening to me?

I looked at Jack, fully dressed sipping his cola. He saw me looking and smiled. Strangely enough, I started to feel self conscious about being naked.

'I'm gonna get dressed', I said climbing out of the bed and heading towards the radiator. I looked back at Susan and she looked disappointed, as she tried to make eye contact with me, I looked away embarrassed. "Oh no, what have I done", I thought, "I hope no one ever finds out about this".

'I suppose I better go and make sure Janet's friends haven't burnt down the house', Susan said getting out of bed, walking to her wardrobe and pulling out another short dress.

Jack watched us dress in silence and I could feel a physical tension moving into the spaces between us. I was desperate to get out. As it happened we all left at the same time. Susan locked her door behind us.

There were far less people in the house when we returned to the party, most had staggered home, there were empty beakers, crisp wrappers, paper plates and even the odd bits of food littering the house.

I pulled out my phone and looked at the time, it was quarter past eleven. I tapped Jack on the arm, he looked down and nodded to me.

'Hey, Susan', Susan stopped walking to look at him, 'I know we should stay and help you tidy up, but I really have to walk Catherine home'

'That's cool. It was great that the two of you came, I really had a good time', she said feeling slightly awkward. She leant forward to Jack for a kiss and Jack not missing a chance stepped in confidently and pulled her into him, pushing his mouth deeply into her.

They broke away and Susan's apprehension and awkwardness was gone. She stepped up to me, held both her hands in mine and kissed me gently, I relaxed into the kiss, which seemed to send me a warmth and wetness between the legs, again.

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