We hugged briefly before I set off for work. My truck started first time and purred off beautifully with no sign of smoke.
“I’ll miss her to mate.” I said with a heavy heart.
I worked a full twelve hours but drove slowly to my bedsit. My mind was swirling so I didn’t see Janice until she was in my face.
“Hi, I’ve been so worried. I couldn’t get hold of you.” She said. “Let’s go to the Bull, get something to eat, my treat.”
She tried the passenger door, it wouldn’t open, even when I tried.
“Climb over the seat. “I suggested opening the driver’s side.
I slipped the key in the ignition, but it wouldn’t turn. I tried three more times, still no good.
“Let’s order a takeaway.” Janice said brightly.
She’d never been inside my bedsit before, I thought it would put her off, so allowed her in. She leapt on the bed while I looked for a menu.
“I’ve been thinking.” She said. “If you and your dad made up, I’m sure he’d let us have one of his flats, maybe even a house.”
“Who told you about him?” I asked, turning to her.
“I talked to Eddie, on your site. He says you’ve been looking after your sister in some big, posh house.” Her leggings were on the floor, she knelt on the bed and pulled her top off, unclipping her bra, hiding her breasts with her hands for a moment.
“You could see these every day.” She said softly as she lay on the bed. “Play with all my toys.” She pulled off her panties and lay with her legs slightly apart. “I’m ready now Tommy, you don’t have to wait any longer.”
I knew what it’s like to need love, I could have fucked her there and then, took the enjoyment and left her high and dry, but she deserved better than that.
“Janice, you have a very desirable body, I really want to do it with you, but I know what you want, and I can’t give it. We won’t be getting engaged, there will be no white wedding. My father would rather see me dead than in one of his properties. I can barely take care of myself, never mind a wife and kids. You’re better off giving that to someone else.”
She dressed quickly and left straight away.
I went to the communal shower; it was stomach churning. How quickly I’d become used to luxury. There was no room to share with a beautiful girl, no soap, or even hot water. The single towel was grey and already wet. I had to free a mound of mixed hair to allow the cold water to drain away. I’m ashamed to say I cried, for the first time since the week I was robbed, I cried. I had never felt so desolate and alone.
A week later I was coming to terms with my lonely life when there was a loud rap on my door. I couldn’t think who it could be, then I thought about my father. Had Lexy confessed? If it was my father the next knock would be him kicking the door in, I would have to pay for that. I pulled the door open quickly.
“Do you remember me?”
“You’re the girl who brought my presents.” I said with a grim.
“You remember me!” She said happily.
“Not really, Lexy told me it was you.”
“Can I come in?” Jessie asked.
“Not really.” I answered feeling ashamed.
“Sorry, do you have a guest?” She had a big grin on her face.