She left me there in the annex. The fire that burned under my skin and the rapid beating in my chest was gone. I felt like i had to do it with Jess again, it was an addictive urge. I got dressed and ran out into the rain towards home so I could call her and ask what was going on. I couldn’t tell If it was the rain that drenched my clothes, or the sweat that was all over me from a few minutes ago. When I reached home I called Jess’s cell phone. “Hello?” I heard Jess. “Hi,” I said. “Why did you walk out on me?” I asked. “I’m sorry Tom,” She said. “I got nervous and I ran.” “It’s ok” I said. “I’ll make it up to you,” She started to say. “Drive to my place and we’ll finish what we strarted.” “Be right there.” I said and drove my car srtaight to her place, speeding. We had sex, again. After a while, having sex with Jess beacame second nature, but each time was better than the last. Months passed with Jess and I doing each other on and off. This was only until one day she called. “I’m pregnant.” She said.