I woke up to extremely bright lights, my eyes burnt under their intense gaze, like they too were scrutinising me. Why must everyone and everything do that nowadays?! I slowly sat up and with my eyes closed tried to soothe my throbbing head, I was relatively calm, then she touched me, and everything went crazy. I couldn't breathe, I knew it was her, only she made me feel this way and I couldn't contain myself, I began to sob uncontrollably, causing high embarrassment to both of us, I'm sure. But when I looked in her eyes, she showed no signs of embarrassment, her red puffy eyes mirrored my own, it was like she was fighting a hidden battle, one which she was slowly losing, it was draining her energy and I so wished I could go into those eyes and fight them off for her, but I knew I couldn't.

I was surprised with what she said next, she started so calmly and just listening to her voice, concentrating on her words this time, I felt safe;

"Annabelle" I loved the way she said my name, it made me shiver with pleasure inside, it didn't have the same effect as 'honey' did, I just wanted her to scream my name at me in pleasure, but here I am getting lost in my own thoughts again. "I know what your going through...how you feel". She paused, I wondered if that was it, but she soon picked up "When I was sixteen, I fell in love, I fell in love badly, but it was someone, with whom I couldn't have a relationship with...it was forbidden, dangerous, and stupid. But the thing was I didn't care, it caused me so much pain, the teacher was married, and I ruined it for her. That hurts more than anything else but-" I cut her off there, I seriously wasn't understanding, did she say she? Also, why the hell was she telling me this, it's not as if she likes me, or was even thinking about having a relationship with me...was she? But of course all these Questions amounted to a success of seven words, great going Annabelle!

"Wait...did you say...'she' and...'Married'? I don't understand, you're married to Gerard! You're straight!" I was so confused, all the words that I wanted to say wouldn't come put, I wanted to pounce then and there, how could I not?

"Yes, I did and yes, I am. I liked both, men and women, did, and still do." She turned to look at me directly, there was a purpose in the way her eyes stared into mine, there was meaning in the way her hand now massaged my leg, it felt so good, but I knew that this was too dangerous. The way her body trembled had less to do with the cold and the rain now, and I turned on the bench, inching myself closer to her, I couldn't breathe, my body wasn't connected to my brain any longer and without the neurones I was completely at my body's disposal, and I didn't mind that one bit. My face was so close to her now, was I finally going to feel her kiss, her soft red lips against mine, as her tongue slides into my mouth, her arm wrapped around my waist, her hand-God I'm such a pervert if you hadn't already realized and even if I really like someone, sex is always on the mind. It's not my fault I'm such a pervert!

Lynz saw what I was doing and jumped to her feet, knocking me to the ground, in seconds I was on the floor in a massive puddle and she was now in front of her car, resting her arms on the bonnet, looking down and crying. I couldn't believe she had rejected me, this time I stayed on the ground for a while, considering my options. The most obvious one was to run, but I couldn't leave her now, I needed her, and I didn't care if she didn't need me, I was getting my one kiss, my one touch and I would be eternally satisfied with that. I rose to my feet and walked over to her, she spun on her heels to face me, her flawlessly white skin had black make-up smudges all around her eyes and down her face, but it only made her look all the more beautiful to me;

"Annabelle, it's not I don't want to...I couldn't hurt you like I got hurt, it's just not fair to-" I cut her off, with my lips, I slammed up against her, needing this, she went flying back, and was half lying on the bonnet, I climbed up and straddled her waist, digging my hips down to meet hers, and as she groaned loudly in my mouth. You see what I mean about being a pervert, God the first thing I do is straddle her, but it's not my fault that she's sex in heels and lipstick, and it's also not my fault that she liked it either, maybe we really are meant to be together, emotionally and physically, which would be great, but here I am daydreaming about her when this could be the one opportunity to have her under me, literally! I took it that she approved, and my tongue forced my way into her mouth and began massaging hers which burst into life as it entwined with mine, we battled for dominance, but as I was on top she soon accepted my lead and I pressed my body firmly down on top of hers, there was no way she was getting just a simple peck on the cheek!

I was dry humping her on the bonnet of her car, well apart from the rain made it wet, but it still seemed pretty cool to me, you see I am a pervy little fucker, but she loves it really so it's all good! I dug my hips down again and again and one the third time she raised hers up to meet mine, that's when I began to groan loudly in her mouth and that's when I knew I had her, she was clutching me to her, her arms like vices, but her hands up and down my back, over my ass, and up to my head if she felt the need to deepen the kiss, I couldn't see how it could get much deeper. God, what must we look like to passing cars? I wanted it to go on forever, but like my many frequent dreams it was brought to a halt, all too soon, with a cars horn beeping loudly as it passed. At that, her tongue was no longer responding and her vice grip was now pushing me off her forcefully, but gently still. I began crying again, why did it always have to end? I couldn't believe that it had actually happened still and I was still waiting for my alarm clock to go off any second, signalling the end of another great dream.

She took my hand and brought me to stand on the curb, pulling me into a hug, to whisper "I'm sorry, I'll drive you home now".

I couldn't take it, why was she sorry! That was pretty much the best moment of my life, and she's sorry! No! That's not meant to happen! She's meant to admit undying love for me, leave Gerard and run away with me now! Ok, well maybe not all that at once, but still an 'I love you' isn't that much to ask for right now...is it? Or maybe, she doesn't love me, and this was just a little fling, I'm a toy to her. I fell so deep and now she's going to leave me, hurting me like she said she was trying to avoid. Seeing the hurt in my eyes she hastened to explain;

"I couldn't stand to hurt you like I got hurt, it's better to just forget me now whilst you can, that way only one of us suffers, and as long as you can forget, I don't mind hurting" She was crying again, god did she really think that if this stopped she was going to be the only one hurting?

"No" My voice was loud and clear "I'd rather have one night with you, and hurt for the rest of my life, because the only thing that could hurt more than being with you, is not being with you. I love you, and there isn't anything in this world that could change that."

You know what I said earlier, about the one kiss, one touch and being eternally satisfied...well I've changed my mind. She may be a pervert, but now she's my pervert!

And I meant it, God knows I meant it.