Yes. You taught me a lot, he said.
How about you come and sit down with me? Let's talk about old times. It's been so long.
Okay. Let's do it.
Three hours and several beers later Elvina was leaning on her elbow and staring deep into Sam's eyes. Do you want to recreate a bit of the old times. With me, tonight? she asked. Come back to my house with me.
Do you think I'd last any longer than last time?
I'm sure you would. A hell of a lot longer.
Sam leaned across to her and whispered in her ear. Then let's go. As he stood up, he felt his phone vibrate. It was Lizzie again. He turned it off before putting it into his pocket.
When they got outside the air was cool and fresh. I'm a bit drunk, she said.
Me too, but what the hell does it matter. Let's go and have some fun.
He pulled her to him and kissed her. She put her tongue in his mouth and matched the movement of his lips. You haven't forgotten how to do that, she said. You always were a good kisser.
She put her arm in his as they walked towards her house. When they arrived at the front gate, they kissed again. Sam put his hands on her buttocks and pulled her to him.
Be patient. Very soon, she said as she felt his erection pawing at the inside of his pants.
He followed her up to her bedroom and sat on the bed as she undressed. When she was naked, she stood in front oh him and looked at his face.
You don't want to do this, do you? she said.
I'm sorry. I would love to, but it's.......
Go, she said as she reached for a gown.
We had a lovely evening. Go. Maybe we'll meet again in another fifteen years.
Thanks, Elvina. I didn't mean to...... She put her finger to his lips.
It's okay, really.
Outside Sam slumped against an oak tree that hung it's leaves over the pavement. He turned his phone on and waited. Ten text messages, all from Lizzie and three missed calls.
Lizzie?
Sam, thank God. What the fuck are you playing at? I've been worried sick about you. Where are you?
In Flushing Creek.
Where the hell's that?
Five hundred miles from you. It's the town I grew up in.
Do you want to explain to me what you are doing there and why you sound so drunk?
Lizzie, I'm sorry. Can I explain everything tomorrow?
No Sam. You've been ignoring me. I want to know why and I want to know why, now.
Er.....do you know I was asked to appear before the Ethics Committee?
Yes. I heard. That's why I was trying to get in touch with you.
Well, things got a bit out of hand, and I told the Dean to fuck off.
Yes, I know that as well.
How?
His secretary called me. They are worried about you, and so am I.
They don't give a shit about me. All they want is to see me ruined.
Lizzie tutted. Stop feeling sorry for yourself and be a man. What's the matter with you? They hold you in very high regard.
Then why did they suspend me?
'Because they made a mistake Sam. I've been looking at the Ethics Charter, and they shouldn't have suspended you. We didn't have a relationship until weeks after I stopped being a cheerleader. The Dean is wrong, and we can appeal it. But not if you keep running from me.
You know I always do this when I get close to someone?
Yes. You told me you have an issue with commitment. Well, it doesn't matter Sam. I don't want you now. You can go to hell. Anyone who ignores me like you have is an ass-hole and doesn't deserve me. All I want to do is help you get your job back.
Sam wasn't sure whether he was still under the influence when he began the drive back to Westchester. It was five am and he'd finished drinking about one am. But he didn't care, all he wanted to do was get to Lizzie's apartment as quickly as possible.
When he finally got there is was four pm, and he was exhausted. He wearily climbed the steps to her apartment and knocked on the door.
When Lizzie opened, she was wearing red lingerie and a pair of black hold up stockings.
What took you so long? she asked.
What?
I thought you would have been here earlier.
You told me you didn't want me. If I remember correctly, you told me to go to hell. Now you greet me in sexy clothes and ask where I've been. I'm confused.
Did you think I was being serious?
Of course.
No, I didn't mean a word of it. But it got you back to me didn't it.
You cunning.......
Lizzie squealed as he lifted her from her feet and carried her to the bedroom. I'm going to really teach you a lesson for that, he said.
Okay, but don't ever run away from me again. Either commit to me here and now or go forever, she said.
I love you. I want you. Now stop talking while I undress you.
Lizzie stood patiently as Sam unhooked her bra. He stood back to look at her breasts, his gaze making her shy. Stop glaring and do something, she said.
You are so beautiful. How can I not glare at you? He put his hands on her soft mounds and felt how heavy they were. My God I've wanted this moment for a long time.
As he spoke, he felt her nipples stiffen, and her breathing become faster. So have I, she said. She started to take off his shirt. Underneath she saw how well defined his muscles were.