"Dammit, if you don't fuck me I'm gonna pop," I moaned, pushing back again just as unsuccessfully.

"Are you suuuure?"

"Sandy, don't be such a fucking bitch!" I was so horny, so angry, so desperate. My pillow was wet with tears from hearing my Mum; I had a pretty good idea how much guilt she was feeling. My voice came out as a half-choked sob and that, perhaps more than anything, shocked Sandy deeply.

"Sally, I didn't mean -"

I sat up sharply and pushed at her until she rolled over and got out of bed. In the dark I could see the silhouette of her, punctuated by the bold...