With these thoughts, Camila let go of Kevin's cock, sighed, and said, "Kevin, I told you I wouldn't interfere with your relationship with Ms. Wilson. But whatever happens, treat her well. Don't make things hard for her. We women don't take this step unless we have to. Ms. Wilson is young and has her concerns. Be patient with her, okay?"
"Don't worry, Camila. I know what to do," Kevin said, kissing her. "You and Ms. Wilson are the most important people to me. I'll cherish both of you and won't let you down or make you sad."
Seeing the time, Camila quickly dressed and made the bed. Noticing the large wet spot in the center, she thought about how she had just changed the sheets yesterday and now had to wash them again. Seeing Kevin grinning at her, she glared at him playfully and said, "What's so funny? This is all your fault. Hurry back to class. And don't come for me tonight. Go home early."
A Storm, a Realization, and a New Approach
