Both women, side by side, made him compare.
Tim was the woman he wanted and Helen was the woman he did not want.
His heart throb - Tim - was taller, 5'7 to Helen's 5'5.
Helen had a nice body – svelte with wide hips and arse. He'd fallen for Tim's entirely thick body. Her extra flesh served as more padding for him to worship. He would never have taken himself as one who would prefer a chubby woman. Not that he had anything against them. However, it fits like fate. He could not recall his love life before Tim.
Dave curbed a grin when Tim flashed anger at Helen for that tone. That's my girl, he thought. "Hello, Helen," he greeted politely, nothing extra.
Helen's expression rearranged, obviously, recalling the student present. "How's the first day?"
"Good. Can I borrow Miss Odiong for a minute? I hear she has the most comprehensive second year notes."
