Marylise.It's been two weeks since I started teaching math to Harry, my best friend's neighbor. I was able to teach him those lessons without my mom knowing, because she wouldn't let me do it.Ever since Dad left to serve in the Navy ten months ago, I've noticed that she's been much stricter with me and my brother. We used to all hang out together everywhere. But now she won't even let me out on the corner. . . I understand that she's afraid that something bad might happen to us now that my father's gone, but sometimes she exaggerate too much. And I don't like that very much. Especially since she wouldn't let me be with Harry. . . teaching him math, of course.Whom I cheat. . . I like being with him. I like it more than I'd like to accept.Every time he offers me his hand, every time he tells me little girl, every time he smiles, every time he talks to me, every time he looks at me, every time he makes any gesture while watching me, I feel something strange going through my belly and

A drowned scream comes out of my mouth as his teeth grab the lobe of my ear and squeeze it gently. I feel that feeling of electric shocks running through my body again, but this time it's much more intense and stronger. I want to leave here, I don't want to be near him anymore, I'm afraid of what might happen.I try to pull away him out and run away, but when I have managed to get out of his grip, he quickly takes me by the waist and pulls me towards him. Now I find myself with my back dangerously close to his torso. “Where do you think you’re going?” He masculates near my ear.“D-don’t do anything to me ple. . . , please” I beg, just because I can utter a word.“Don’t ask me that. . . , I want to do everything to you” He whispers as pulls my hair away and throws it all aside. He approaches to my neck and places a kiss right where it joins my face. ”I want to be close to you. . . ” He kisses me again, but this one's a little further down. I bite my lower lip, forcing me not to make a

Finally, Harry turns around and heads towards the car. I can see his expression and I don't like it at all. I just hope you don't pay too much attention to what just happened and let's just go, though I think it's hard.He gets in the car, turns it on, starts it up, gets out of there quickly.Several minutes have already passed, quiet and uncomfortable minutes. I'm waiting for him to say or do something, but it's okay, he just drives. He's sunk in his thoughts and I just want to know what intrigues him so much at the moment, but I don't dare to break the silence that has settled in the room, I don't want whatever he's going to say to be the last straw that spills the glass. I'd rather avoid it.The car stops at a red light and I notice how he relaxes his body that has remained tense since he entered, but still remains silent.This is too awkward, I want us to get there, I want to tell him this is over, I want to be home and forget everything."You were going to tell him everything, we

"You smell so good" He murmurs against my skin causing me chills. He returning to my neck to kiss it as he slips my shirt over my arms.This scares me even more.His wet kisses began to descend from my neck to my clavicle, while his hands were still clinging to my hips, but still I kept thinking about what he said a few seconds ago; it was so strange, I want to know what he meant by that.Suddenly he separates from me a few centimeters and his caresses give way, letting me breathe. He watches me closely from head to toe and I couldn't feel more uncomfortable.A small growl comes out of his mouth before he chews a—: I like you... so much.Does he likes me? So he wasn't disappointed in what he saw, he liked it, but I shouldn't be happy about it. It's not something I should feel good about. It was much better not to like him, so he would leave me alone because I don't think he wants to mess with someone he doesn't like, do I?. . . So, is it good or bad? It feels good to say that, but I d

MaryliseMy eyes are too heavy and I feel like my head will explode at any moment. I'm too sleepy. I couldn't sleep last night. Thinking about what happened yesterday has wreaked havoc on me. I wish I could forget it for a moment, but every time I try, the memories come to me and hit me hard.To remember what I felt when he was touching me, to go over in my mind the pleasant feeling I experienced yesterday, it's so. . ."What do you think of this, Marylise?" The teacher's voice pulls me out of my ponderings.I leap at hearing my name and quickly lift my head off the table from my seat. I look at the teacher and she gives me a look of few friends."Excuse me?" I mean, trying to get her to repeat her question."I ask you, what do you think about what I have just said. . . " She repeats, with a challenging voice and look. I swallow hard as I look around and notice that all the gaze of my peers is on me.I haven't heard a word she has said since I entered her class. I've been so distracte