I talked him into dancing with several of the girls his own age, and he enjoyed that. That was my goal with Jeremy anyway, so it turned out okay.”�...Are you going to write about it, like you did his first date?”She told me, “There’s not a lot to write about, but I guess I could. It might be a little boring.”I wondered if there was something she wasn’t telling me. It doesn’t seem like she’d have driven all the way to Seattle for what sounded like a pretty dull dance. I guessed she didn’t know how. It was more tact than he usually showed. Most of the time he would have just aimed a slap at his brother for saying something dumb."No," I said, swallowing. I put my fork down for a moment and dabbed with a paper napkin at a drop of syrup that had fallen into the crevasse between my boobs. I was still hungry, but I decided that I had better pace myself. Besides, the sausages were starting to smell very good and I definitely wanted some. "It's OK, Jim. Last night I just didn't want you to ask. "Well, I don't think you have to remember, as long as we do," he said all serious."That sounds good, you can be my memory. If I ask you, do I like lasagna. Next time you can tell me whether I do or not." I suggested."I can do that," he said. "We are also going to have that fancy toast stuff." Cool," I said with no idea what he was talking about."Here this is for you, do not open it until you get home," Wilma said handing me the white envelope. It was the right size for a check to be inside, so. At bedtime after a fight to get my pajamas on my mom would put me to bed, and find me the next morning sl**ping naked. I have always hated clothes they are uncomfortable and unnecessary. As I grew older I realized that I had to wear clothes out in public, but that did not stop me from going on late night walks in the nude. There was one other thing that I hated ‘I hated winter’ because it was to cold to go out side naked, summer is my favorite time of the year. In 5th grade I had a friend that.