What a lovely afternoon! Gary took the afternoon off work and met me at the school gates, his bright blue eyes catching the sun as he blew smoke into the calm autumn air. His smoking didn’t bother me, although it’s been a while since I last had a fag. My mum (well, stepmum actually) put a painful stop to that a few years ago with the help of a size 12 slipper! We kissed, his warm tongue slipping between my lips as his han...