"Okay I will" I said, reaching up on my toes and planting a kiss on his cheek."Call me," he said, smiling and closing the door in front of me. This was my boyfriend Dean, we had been together all of twenty minutes and he acted like we where the UK hotshot couple.I sighed, rolling my eyes and crunching my hair with my hand. "Belle?!" Kay shouted through to me from my bedroom."Yeah?" I said, walking in and closing the door...

"Monday, Wednesday" he said loudly, and looked towards me."What?" I said, shocked."You where late" he replied, looking bored."Yes, sorry about that. You see, so where you..." I said, holding back my laughter."I was?!" he questioned, sarcastically."That's what happens when you fuck a student, sir" I said, biting the corner of my lip. His coy smile spread across his face. It was obvious why I fucked him, he was so hot. Just...

  He was editor in chief at a popular magazine at the time, in fact he had been in the job for a little over four weeks. The seeing him was non-existent and we hardly ever got time to chat on the phone but I liked him, and well he liked me. The only way to grab his attention was to do something that got me hot, minutely focusing on him. The taxi was a bumping ride, fixing my red lipstick and fluffing my hair at the back I...