It was starting to sound like a "let's stay friends" brush off. Not that I was expecting much more. I wanted him to know how I felt. And I knew he ...ouldn't just run away because our families were always getting together. Which was why I was willing to just lay my cards on the table without seeing his. No matter what type of rejection he gave me I wasn't about to write off a nine year infatuation."You were five then, right? Girls that young aren't supposed to like boys much. But you kept. When she flipped the basement light on and headed down the stairs she saw at least a foot of water flooding the basement floor. She was smart enough to call the city shops rather that a plumber, knowing the water would have to be shut off at the meter and getting a plumber right away might be next to impossible.It was impressive how quickly they responded. There was a city truck there within fifteen minutes to shut off the valve. I arrived a few minutes later and waded around in the icy cold. " She kissed his cheek once more, a disarming gesture that provided affection at the same time as reminding Kyle that the dance was over. This time as she shifted her weight to sit up he let her go, feeling her sitting upright on his lap, her back to him. Kyle became aware of how the inside of his trousers were plastered with cum, and it was rapidly cooling now. She was right, he knew. He'd need to go clean up, and with a sigh of regret he accepted that the dance was finished. "You're a hell of. Everywhere I looked students were reconciling after a summer apart,hugging and performing the handshakes they had surely honed while makingmemories that would be irreplaceable until they went to college andforgot that every single person they went to high school with existed.And I couldn't help but be mad at them, because it truly wasn't fair.When you're a senior, you're supposed to be a member of the ruling class;attending a new school for your senior year upset the natural balance ofthings..