Once for Melissa and once for me. The event I am about to describe, will give you a hint about what this feeling would eventually do for me.Melissa an... I were sat on a bench, sipping down some milkshakes, Melissa telling me how she finally convinced her dad to allow her to change University. She had to promise to give her first child, the same name as her grandfather, sucker. In addition, we would get ourselves a house to rent for our three years at university, for just the two of us.. She led me up a few flights of stairs and stopped at a doorway and taking a key out of her handbag, unlocked the door and brought me inside. She took her coat off and hung it up then helped me off with mine, then my jacked and hung them up too.I had wanted this so badly now I felt like a little kid, I didn't know what to say or do, I just stood there like a dummy while she undid my belt and trousers and next thing I knew she was telling me to take them off. I was the man, I was the one who was. "That made her smile. She jabbed me in the chest. "Oh, you! Didn't Santa finally bring you some self-confidence? Or a mirror? Anyway. Listen, why don't you grab a quick shower if you want--fully stocked private bath," she pointed with her head, "get a change of clothes, have a little snooze, whatever, and then I'll see you back downstairs in a little bit, okay?" Sounds like a plan," I chirped.Miriam grabbed my hand in hers and squeezed it tight, her thumb rubbing my palm. Then she leaned up and. If not for the nagging sensation in the back of your mind telling you harming your own brother was bad, you would have strangled him to death on the spot. But, like the levelheaded man that you are, you chose to walk away without a word. And why would you? They didn't deserve your recognition. All you hope is that they're happy together knowing what they did.John frees you from your scrutinizing activity when he slides another glass toward you.“You don't know the half of it.” You sigh, taking a.