I followed Mike to the forya. Grandma was standing next to Michael. He was holding a huge bag.
"Please tell me that bag is not all food."
"Than I won't. I baked your favorite cookies and you favorite pasta dish with some tea, coke for your friends and your favorite fruity drink." he wiggled his eye
brows.
"Thank you" I walked up to him and grabbed the bag and gave him a hug. He whispered
"Don't drink all of it. Remember the last time you were throwing up for days."
"Yes but this time I have someone who can hold my hair back for me this time." he laughed.
"Okay I'm ready. Liz why are we leaving? Can't we stay I'm really sorry. I'm so so sorry but I never got to see London." I was pissed. I tighten my grip on the
bag.
"Maria sweetie. You can stay while Elizabeth and Mike go home."
"Really! Thank you!" I heard her footsteps and the rolling of her suit case go the other direction. I let out a deep breath.
"Thank you grandma."
"Don't worry about it dear." we said are good byes and waited outside for Albert because grandma wouldn't let me drive to the airport. I could hear Deanna
beg Jared not to go. That's she's so sorry and if I was the problem she would send me home. That pissed him off even more. He started yelling and I started
crying. Mike pulled me close. Albert finally came and the ride to the airport was quiet. As we boarded the jet Mike pulled me on his lap. As we were steady in
the air I pulled out my "fruity" drink. I poured myself a glass and Mike. I chugged mine and poured myself some more. Mike took a sip and made a face it
made me laugh.
"What is this?"
"Mojieto with double the rum." I chugged the second glass. I was about to pour a third cup but Mike took the mojieto bottle away from me.
"Hey!"
"If you keep drinking like that your going to have alcohol poisoning."
"No. I wont it helps me or would you rather have me crying for the next 14hrs."
"Cry." that surprised me. I grabbed his cup and chugged it. I started to feel the effects.
"No more." he put the bottle be hind his back and leaned on it.
"Fine then." I moved myself so I was straddling him.
"Elizabeth what are you doing?" I kissed be hind his ear where his sweet spot is.
"I want the bottle please." I whispered.
"No." he whispered back.
"Pretty please." I put my hands down his pants touching his package making soft teasing strokes. I could tell he was enjoying it.
"Oh god Elizabeth. No.. Oh god!" he wad having trouble speaking.
"Pretty please." I said through kissing him and unzipping his pants. He shook his head no. I leaned back and took off my dress. I was straddling in nothing
but my underwear. I wanted him so badly. I grabbed all the pillows on the sofa thingy we have on the jet and threw them on the floor. I got up pulling him with
me on the floor, with him on top of me.
"The truth is I want you so badly but I'm afraid because I haven't done this before." I said while unbuttoning his shirt.
