Or even helping you out, not sponging off of you and your boyfriend."I was appalled by his lifestyle, but even more appalled that I was expected to su...sidize it."No way, " was my answer. But I guess you can figure from the opening line of this story that I eventually relented.The thing is, Heather is so damned cute. She's a bit tomboyish in the way she normally presents herself, but when she decides to use her charm, she blows me away. Seriously, when she flirts with me, she can make me blush. And of course the man under Geena’s hands got himself one lovely looking hard-on which Geena started to kiss and suck and then with out warning she sat up over Keith’s legs and let that now very slippery prick slide effortlessly into her body. All Keith could do was watch and look down between Geena’s legs to where his penis was pistoning up and down inside her bushy vagina.Geena didn’t really believe in a lot of unnecessary shaving and had let herself develop quite a good solid crop of pubic. Sort of like Obi Wan saying, "These aren't the droids you're looking for."We didn't have much more we wanted to bring with us. I got my backpack and stuffed clothes, some waterproof matches we'd forgotten, a couple of skinning knives, brushes for teeth and hair, toothpaste, a few bars of soap into it. I had a radio that was solar powered, had a crank for emergencies and also had a lantern attached to it. That would give us some entertainment as well as lighting up the cave for Dad and Bev. I. ’ I said as I already knew the answer. She wouldn’t be able to come over tonight. But then the thoughts of Sylar came sneaking back into my brain. I went to my next class English up ahead and tried to think of something else entirely, but of course it didn’t work. I’d catch myself doodling his name and mine together, and I’d stop myself until I caught myself again. At one point after class, I heard his voice around me, so I turned to look to see him but I wasn’t sure who it was I was looking.