Camila hung the dress she had bought for her daughter in a wardrobe she used to store the things she bought for her previously which she never got the chance to give her, she wanted to give her this dress for her graduation party.

She stood by the wardrobe and stared steadily at the dress the same way she did the other things she had bought for her before but couldn’t give them to her because of the restraining other the court had issued against her, she is not allowed to see her daughter without Lucio’s consent until Lora is eighteen and can decide for herself but Lucio would never give his consent no matter what.

Camila remembered what happened the last time she attempted to see Lora secretly on her sixteenth birthday, a man she is sure is one of Lucio’s men was standing a few steps away beside Lora; she remembered the man had raised up his shirt a little for her to see the gun in his pants so that she won’t be able to approach Lora, her poor innocent daughter was not aware of this, she must have thought she broke her promise again.

“Damn you Lucio, I was so close to holding my daughter.” She caused out loud. She had bought so many presents for her daughter that day but couldn’t give them to her. “This dress would look beautiful on you Lora.” She said holding the herm of the dress and biting her lower lip, she had tried countless times to see her daughter Lora but Lucio would not let her.

She ran her hands through other clothes she had bought, some which she is sure would not fit her now.

Her daughter is over eighteen now but she is still afraid to see her because she doesn’t know how to face her and what Lucio might do since it’s obvious the hatred he has for her.

She then picked up a big pink teddy bear which was among the things she had bought for her daughters sixteenth birthday present and hugged it tightly.

“Oh Lora my baby, I can’t even celebrate your graduation with you.” She said and burst into tears.

***

They both staggered into Michael’s room, the room was pitching dark. “Hold on, hold on.” Michael said to Brenda, who chuckled with laughter and learned against the wall, they were both drunk from the birthday party George had thrown for Michael.

Michael made his way to switch on the light; he staggered in the dark until his hand felt the switch button. “Yeah, let there be light.” He said as he clicks on the switch button, then he staggered back against the wall close to where Brenda is standing.

“And there was light.” Brenda shouted and they both chuckled with laughter. “Sshh….” They said to each other at the same time, each holding out a finger against their own lips.

“Quite! You will wake the neighbours up.” Brenda told Michael, who started laughing out loud. “Let them wake up, for Michael Williams is awake.” He said swinging both hands in the air and staggering back and forth. “Sshh…” Brenda said again, this time putting her hands over Michael’s lips.

“You are drunk.” She told him her hands still over his lips. “No, I’m not drunk; or am I drunk? No maybe you are drunk.” he said pointing at her, and then made a funny sound that they both laughed at together.

“What are you?” Michael asked slowly after they have stopped laughing moving her hand which was still on his lip away, and then staggered back and forth a little.

“How do you mean?” Brenda asked in return looking into Michael’s eyes, unable to control her desire. “You make me feel different; I’ve never felt like this before.” Michael said, this time gazing back into Brenda’s eyes with a sort of confidence he never knew he had or maybe it’s the alcohol. They both gazed into each other’s eyes feeling the chemistry building up between them.

“Well, I guess it’s the bear; how many bottles did you consume?” Brenda asked giving Michael a little push. He staggered back and forth.

“No, no, it’s not the bear; am sure of it.” Michael said putting his both arms on Brenda’s shoulders. “This is different.” He added his gaze still on her.

He really did not know where he’s getting this courage from, maybe it’s the circumstance of their meeting or the encouragement he’s getting from her; this is definitely not from the alcohol because he had been drunk before but still could not talk to a girl the way he is doing now, he thought.

“Are you sure?” Brenda asked smiling at him. She is getting a little impatient; what else is she going to do to get this guy to do what she had wanted all evening, she could already feel the warmth from his body and she is sure he could feel it too from the look on his face.

“Hey, Miss beautiful, I had the best birthday of my life today, thanks to George and to you.” He said looking into her eyes lustfully. His voice sounded very strange to him; he doesn’t know what else to say to her, he just said what came to his mind at that moment, or what he thought was appropriate; what he really wanted is to kiss her lips, but he didn’t know whether she would like it or not, as he can’t tell what’s really going on in her head.

“For Christ sakes boy, do what you have to do, am losing it already.” She thought, her tempo rising. “Really now, handsome, your birthday is not yet over.” She said, pulling him closer that he can hear her heart beat.

She can’t wait anymore for this guy to make the first move, he seemed like he needs a little help, she thought. “Now let me give you the best birthday present ever…” she said in a lustful tone, putting her lips against his.