CHAPTER 11

Sunday morning.

I woke up with a weight in my chest. Looking, I come across a caramel haired gyaru lying down with her eyes closed. Obviously, it was Tiffany. She had her head on my chest, one of her arms around my body, and one of her legs on top of mine.

Yesterday, after our sex session, Tiffany slept on top of me. I started stroking her hair, anyone would say I was petting her but, I really wanted her to wake up.

I could get up, tossing it to the side anyway, but that would be very rude of me. Thought if she felt someone touching her head, she would wake up. Could have called her name, but I don't know why I didn't. Maybe I just wanted to touch her hair.

After five minutes, I noticed that Tiffany's lips were curved, smiling. This can only mean two things, either she is having a happy dream or she is awake.

"You're awake, right?"

"Yes."

"How much time?"

"Since before you started caressing me."

I stayed five minutes like an idiot.

"We need a shower, we smell like sweat."

"Not just us, but this room as well." Tiffany said, getting out of my chest.

"You can go to the bathroom first. I'll open the room to let in some air…and get that sheet off."

"All right."

I got up, grabbed my phone and went to the bathroom. When I arrived, I put the tub to fill. As it filled up, I opened the messaging app, to my surprise, there were several from my stepmother.

Yesterday afternoon, I saw that she had sent me something. I intended to answer later. In the end, I ended up forgetting. Something that caught my attention was the concern my father had for me. I left home on Friday and didn't come back yesterday. The number of messages my father sent me was zero.

Only Isabela, my stepmother, sent a worried message. I jumped into the conversation and got into the tub, I was about to respond but stopped when the bathroom door opened. Upon looking, I came across Tiffany naked.

"Can I come in with you?" she asked, her face red. Her attitude surprised me.

"Yes you can, come here."

Tiffany walked over to the tub and sat between my legs. After straightening up, I wrapped my arms around her and rested my chin on her shoulder so, I could see, my cell phone.

"Who are you typing for?"

"My stepmother, she's worried because she hasn't heard from me since Friday."

I finished texting and placed my cell phone on the floor outside the bathtub. It's a waterproof model, so it's not a problem to get wet.

"What is my mother going to do now?"

"I did not understand?"

"You solved our problem with Jack yesterday. Now, she…"

"DID YOU REALLY RESOLVE IT?"

Amelia, out of nowhere, walked into the bathroom. She looked at us but didn't show any reaction to seeing Tiffany in the tub with me. To tell you the truth, she was more interested in what we were talking about earlier.

"Did you take care of Jack?" Amelia brought her face closer to mine, and asked.

"Yes, it's all over."

The black haired milf's eyes filled with tears and her lips quivered. Amelia couldn't take it anymore and shed a few tears, then kissed me on the mouth, clutching my head.

"Thanks Jay. Thank you so much." Amelia said, giving me several kisses.

"Mom."

"What is it? I belong to him now... By the way, what is our relationship, Jay?"

"Um, I don't want to date right now, but I do want to have sex partners. We can say, more than friends and less than boyfriends."

I don't think I can get into a serious relationship like dating yet.

"Sexual friends, huh…" Tiffany said in a low tone.

"If that's what you want, I don't care. You know, that's good. I was a whore for a long time, and my body developed a sexual appetite from doing so much. Sometimes I need sex." Amelia said and paused.

"But even though we're just 'sexual friends', can we say that? The only thing I ask is that you don't forget about me…give me affection and attention, I need that too."

Well, I take care of what's mine, if that's what she wants, I won't deny it.

"Hey, hey, don't leave me out. Besides, did you two get laid?"

Tiffany still didn't know I'd had sex with Amelia. If she'd woken up, and we'd been caught naked in bed, I can only imagine what it would have been like. Possibly a scandal. Just remember the way she was treating me yesterday, I'm glad she's changed.

"Yes, on Friday." I said.

"And when were you planning to tell me?"

"I just told you."

"What?"

"Don't be jealous, there's plenty of room for you in my life."

"J-jealous? Who says I'm jealous?" Tiffany's face was completely red.

"Hehehe, my daughter is so cute."

A pleasant atmosphere emerged in the bathroom, with mother and daughter playing.

"Back to what Tiffany was talking about earlier, what do you plan on doing from now on, Amelia?"

"I haven't thought about it yet."

"You know, you two can live here. It's a big apartment, which is in a safe neighborhood, close to the school, and you don't have to pay rent."

"Jay."

"Are you serious?"

"Yeah, Elena wouldn't mind, especially if I asked. I'm even thinking about moving here soon, too."

I don't want to continue living in my father's house, that place doesn't bring me good memories and I don't feel comfortable.

"And about you, Amelia. Do what you want. If there's something you've always wanted to work on, or do, I support it."

"Hum... I've always wanted to write an erotic novel."

"Those +18?" Tiffany asked, surprised.

"Yes."

"There's a notebook in the room, feel free to use it."

"Serious?"

"Yes. Ah, I just remembered something. Amelia, my only order to you is to remove the tattoo."

I believe that removing this tattoo is the first step to getting over the past.

"I will schedule to remove."

"Now, I have to go to my father's house."

"Too bad. I wanted you to have lunch here."

"In the next."

I dried myself off, got out of the bathroom, put on clothes, said goodbye to the two women, and went to my father's house. When I arrived, I received an incredible scolding from Isabela, my half-sister, laughed at me.

Afterwards, I went up to the room. In the afternoon, I finished the homework I couldn't finish Friday. I spent most of it fiddling with my cell phone, mostly talking to Elena.

Monday came and I went to school. At the entrance, to my surprise, Tiffany was waiting for me. We walked together to the room, on the way I noticed several boys looking at me threateningly. I don't mind those looks, and apparently Tiffany doesn't either. She continued walking with a happy atmosphere around her.

Upon entering the room, I find my table mate used as a stool. The guy who was sitting on top of him was someone of another class. Around him were two more guys. Tiffany went to her desk, ignoring.

Bullying is common in schools.

"Alright class, everyone down... Hey you three, go back to your class now." said a man.

The three students followed orders. It would be stupid if they disobeyed, the bald man who entered the room is the vice principal of the school.

I sat up and looked at my neighbor. His face covered in bruises from a possible beating. Well, that's not my problem.

"I have news, the literature teacher had to move to another city for personal reasons. Luckily, we found someone who was good enough. Please come in."

The teacher came in, catching everyone's attention. She is a beautiful woman with medium brown hair, green eyes, and a pointy nose. She reminded Elena a bit, even the aura is similar. Has an elegant aura, the aura of a person who has received everything and the best.

However, looking into her eyes, I felt that something was wrong. I felt that this woman is hiding something, something wicked. I may sound crazy, but when I laid eyes on her, I felt it.

"My name is Bella, from today I will be the new literature teacher. I hope I can teach and learn with all of you."