Burning (and) Desires

Sara came round. We both had lunch and then a free, so we decided to chill out at mine. And for the record chilling out largely involves my thigh between her legs. My teeth leaving red marks all over her hot pale skin.

Pretty much amazing. As things were heating up again, I hear a loud whistle. I jump off the bed (and off Sara), wrap something around me and see my mum standing in the shower half dressed. She'd dropped boiling water on her leg. She stood under the cold shower for an hour, whilst on the phone to my grandma (retired nurse), to make sure she was doing the right thing. I did not make it back to school.

The water didn't even leave a mark.