Mickey was woken the next morning by the telephone. As he rolled over to pick it up, he saw it was already 11.
"Hello?" he croaked
"Mickey, its Sophie. Meet us for lunch at the Cafe Tropicale in town in an hour, ok? See you then, bye!"
She put the phone down before he could respond. Typical Sophie. He was annoyed that she assumed he would have no other plans. Not that he did, but that wasn't the point. Mickey pulled himself out of bed and washed his face in the sink in his room. 'OK,' he said to himself, 'just lunch, no big deal. Just try to forget about last night.'
His bus was a little late, so when he arrived they were already sipping drinks. It was a surprisingly mild day for the time of year, and they were sitting at a small outside table. To his horror, Maxine looked even sexier than last night, wearing a figure-hugging blue dress. As he sat down opposite them, Mickey prayed he would be able to control himself. Sophie glanced dramatically at her watch and sighed.
"Hi, sorry I'm late, the car wouldn't start and the buses round here are terrible..." he tried to explain.
Sophie interrupted him.
"Well it's not like you had far to come, and I did tell you 12."
"Lets just order," Maxine intervened before he got a chance to reply, smiling across at Mickey.
As they ate lunch, Sophie talked incessantly about her busy social life and how hard it was to see all her friends. Mickey just nodded and smiled, noticing occasionally that Maxine was looking at him. Just as his mind began to wander due to Sophie's constant babble, he felt something that made him sit bolt upright and almost choke on his food. A bare foot was beginning to work its way up his leg. He stared in amazement at Maxine, who continued eating and glanced up at him with a cheeky smile. Sophie was so wrapped up in her own conversation she didn't notice a thing. As Maxine's foot began to push between his knees, Mickey felt himself growing rapidly under the table. In a panic at becoming hard in public, he pulled his chair back slightly so that her foot could no longer reach him. Maxine looked a little disappointed but as mischievous as ever. They finished eating soon after, and Sophie took the lead as usual by calling for the bill and beginning to rise.
"Well, we've got to dash, lots of shopping to do before tonight! You don't mind getting the bill, do you? Thanks! OK, catch up with you later!" Sophie called as she walked off.
"Bye Mickey. Hope to see you again soon." Maxine murmured as she followed Sophie. Mickey could only manage a weak smile. Normally he would have been furious at Sophie for leaving him the bill, but he was so distracted he paid it thoughtlessly and wandered back to campus. He tried to get some work done for the rest of the day, but his mind kept drifting back to Maxine's beautiful body and teasing foot. Finally, he gave up and switched on the T.V. 'Oh boy,' Mickey thought to himself, 'this is getting serious.'
*****
Mickey had started working just half an hour before he was interrupted by the knock on the door. Who could this be now? He knew some of his friends were planning to go out that night, but he had told them he needed to work. He looked at the clock as he got up from the desk. 9pm. Surely they would have left by now? Mickey prepared himself to say he was busy as he opened the door.
It was Maxine.
Mickey stared for a moment, unsure of what to say. Maxine broke the silence.
