‘I’m ready,’ Reema asserted as she stood up. Cassie was internally horrified. A loose, grey shirt draped over her like a tent. It was long, over...ized, and not nearly snug enough to flatter her body shape. Below it, she donned some baggy, cringe-worthy skateboarding shorts. Cassie casually fixed her hair into a ponytail and closed her locker. ‘Let’s get to it then.’ The girls turned a corner and left the change room behind. ‘This is the main floor,’ Cassie cheerily announced. Reema did a. The day dragged on like this for hours until evening came.Finally, he stood and walked back to the bathroom. He un-strapped her head once again. She sighed, relieved to get a few clear breaths for the second time."Well," he said.She looked up at him. "'Well' what?" You hungry? Or thirsty? For real food I mean? Or are you too full of my cum and piss?" Yeah, I'm a little hungry," she answered as she stood.Man, my legs fucking hurt from crawling around on my knees for two whole fucking days!_She. "There was a period in my life when things did not go well. I was divorced and feeling very inadequate and lonely. My son Josh, who was in college at this time, was a great comfort to me and spent a lot of time with me. However, I still found myself feeling sad and lonely and would tear up easily whenever we talked about times past.Whenever I was blue, Josh would hold me and stoke my hair and assure me everything was going to be all right. During that time we became closer and more connected. She has another shower before she goes home to hide her indiscretions. She tells me it is because she is spending the night at her sister’s, but she doesn’t have a sister in town.Saturdays, I spend with Sylvie. Most weekends, I take her on an exotic date. None of them involve the Arrow because countries get nervous when you fly a top of the line fighter in their airspace. There are some countries like Canada where I can get away with it, but most will not allow it, and ones that do are still.