BEATRICE
I froze in place as soon as I saw Eliana kissing Cynthia, but I held back from causing a scene here, in public. And it looked like it was the busiest time of the day in the cafeteria, so as composed as I could, I let Cynthia know we had to go home.
The driver opened the door and I let her in first, whispering to him to close the window dividing the front seat with the rest of the car.
He nodded, letting me in and closing the door, getting on the driver’s side before he accelerated the car and took us out of the hospital parking lot.
“Why did he close the window?” Cynthia asked, confused.
“To give us privacy,” I replied, taking my clothes off slowly until I was only in my underwear in front of her. If she wanted to satiate her hunger for s*x, I would give it to
