Calvin leaned on the rails in the balcony of his bedroom, seemingly lost in thought. His mind drifted to what happened moments ago. The image of Allison’s naked body refused to leave his head. Somehow thinking about her was giving him a hard on. She was not the first girl he had been with, but none of them ever made him feel this way. Just what kind of power did that fragile looking woman possess?

What bothered him the most was this feeling in his chest that refused to go away. Why was he feeling so guilty. He didn’t take advantage of her. Maybe he did, but at least she...