Bailey saw the blank look on Jones's face and he knew something was wrong, "Are you ok?"He didn't look up, "I ... I don't know."There was a tone of co...cern in Bailey's voice, "What do you mean you don't know? Did you talk to Edith?" No. I couldn't get her on the phone." So who were you talking to all this time?"Jones's hands were shaking on the table. "I talked to my family. They haven't heard from Edith in several weeks. My mom was a little upset that Edith hadn't called her. So then I called. Yet I seemed to be doomed to only finding guys for a few months at most. Maybe I should consider becoming a lesbian. At least then I could have all the sex I wanted, and be sure I would remain a virgin.I was in a funk the rest of the weekend, but at least Ralph never came by or called me again. On Monday, I was relieved to find that Ralph had dropped the class. At least that much was good, he was one I never wanted to meet again. It was Wednesday when I heard a voice softly ask if they could. . the palms of my hands graze over the tops of your nipples.. softly.. and your hips jump in anticipation. My fingers work around in circles around each of your nipples.. my thumbs stroking softly across the nubs making them harder as you had been doing that to mine. I lean forward and take one of your nipples into my mouth.. my other hand pinching and kneading your other. Your hands move down from behind your head to the sides of my face.. your fingers working their way over my scalp.. around. You still have to transition." He looked confused but for only a second."Into what?" he asked."I have no idea, but it is into something. I have to believe that," I replied."Yes, I guess we all do."He looked lost again, so I said, "But if we don't get a move on, they might charge us for another day." He smiled broadly and began carrying things to the motel storeroom. From that locked room, the manager/owner allowed us to recover the bikes and small trailers.After all of Marty's rush to get.