Robin understood that just outside the sheriff's office was perhaps not the place for public display of affection, especially not since the sheriff was your lover's husband with whom she had just had a heartbreaking row. They sat back in the passenger seat and fastened the seat belt. They wanted to say something more but no words seemed right and so they remained silent until Abigail parked the car outside the main entrance to the boarding school. It had been a trip that took maybe five minutes but in the awkward silence between them it had felt longer.<br/>"Don't be sorry," Robin said and leaned in to kiss Abigail but realising that just outside her school was probably just as bad a place for such a display of affection as outside the sheriff's office she pulled back and just smiled instead.<br/>"I would love to come visit you tomorrow and  maybe stay until Sunday, if that's alright with you."<br/>There was something exciting about the idea of spending a full two days with Abigail that actually caused Robin to giggle a little. It wasn't just about all the sex they could have in those two days but also sharing breakfast after having talked through the night smoking weed. It was also about actually sleeping next to Abigail, about falling asleep in her arms, resting their head on her generous breasts.<br/><br/>It wasn't that they would call it love, at least not yet. It was more of a crush, an infatuation combined with lust. Robin's sexual fantasies had always revolved around older women and men. They found people their own age to be inexperienced and sometimes silly. The boys only had one thing on their mind, to get their cocks pleasured and to stick it inside them which they were by no means comfortable with and the girls that were interested ended up being mostly curious and once they had<i> the badge</i>explained that they weren't lesbians and that was that. The first time Robin had actually had good sex had been with the divorced mum of two who had lived across the hall from them and their mum and step dad. She was in her late thirties, so not even close to Abigail's age, and for a few months she and Robin had had a secret affair. It was without question the best sex they had ever had, at least until they met Abigail.<br/>"I think it might be best you keep the weed yea," they said as they got out of the car.<br/>"I'll call you tomorrow when I get on the bus and you can come pick me up at the bust stop outside the college perhaps."<br/>She so desperately wanted to kiss Abigail goodnight but wasn't sure how she'd react in such a public place and with some of Robin's fellow students still hanging about in the front garden waiting for supper.