His chest had almost no hair. His tummy was flat – not six-pack fit, but no fat, either. I tried to remember boys I knew when I was that age, what t...ey looked like, and I think they were much the same. I saw some breasts flash on the TV screen. “Oops,” Chad said and started to get up. I put a leg over his and said, “You’re sixteen, honey. I think you’re old enough to look at boobs.” He could have overpowered me, of course, but he leaned back to watch, avoiding looking at me. More boobs. I don't actually know what happened the day before the incident though, it still hasn't come back yet. All everyone is telling me is that I just seemed to collapse and was out of it for a few hours. But the first thing that I do remember was excruciating pain. It happened from the moment I first awoke. It sounded like people were screaming down my ears. I know that sounds stupid but it did. It continued for the first few minutes without stopping and then everything went quiet. I couldn't. “I know,” Liz cut in. She changed positions until both of her knees were on the couch. She leaned in and kissed me softly on the cheek. “I was just goofing around with you. I made peace with most of my decisions a few years ago. I know I screwed up my priorities. I know that I got too big for my britches. But I had so many people around me telling me just how great I was. I started to believe it.”“Been there, done that,” I said.“Got the T-shirt,” Liz added. “I wanted to give you a little bit of. ” “Okay, then same question; why are you working here?” I asked. “Like I said, the paycheck pays my bills and I do get lucky with a sugar Daddy once in a while. I’ll go check on your salad, Honey.” She gave me a wink when she walked away and I watched her wide ass swaying until she got out of sight. In a few minutes Marie came by and dropped off my salad. “Listen, Honey, I’m sorry about calling you “Pops” a while ago; we all call the older guys that. I didn’t mean anything by it.” “That’s.