She should have checked herselfin the mirror, her memories said she looked hot, which did give her somerelief, at least she would be able to depend on...looks. Going back into hermind she realized she was still good at math, so she would be able to leanon that still, maybe become a math teacher again. All in all, this wascoming quite easily to her, was the lie she told herself as she continuedto cry the whole time. The door to the bathroom opened and Erica couldhear someone walk in."Erica are you. I did win her friendship and in the process she reignited my humanity which had been all but extinguished by the time I had met her at 13. I wear a tattoo in her honor. If she was still alive she’d beat my ass for that, but alcohol killed her several years ago.No Father, no money, no status, no social skills, what I did have was a mind. I found that the more I used it and the more it was recognized the more respect I got. It eventually allowed me to have mentors which guided me to fulfill my. ‘We didn’t have anyone to watch the kid. We weren’t sure what the situation was with Pete, so I insisted on coming alone. You OK?’ She nodded, but seeing the look on her face, he ordered, ‘Come here, you.’ Grateful for a hug, she let herself accept the gesture of comfort – something else she rarely did. Touching was okay if you were naked, hot and horny with the opposite sex, but anything else … hell no. Cassie just wasn’t a touchy-feely sorta person. This, however, was different. Tonight, she. "Umh ... I guess," I said. "That's something I need to wrap my tongue around and see how it tastes ... in a manner of speaking," I thought about it for a second and spoke up, "I'm mopey without her, I'm too old or too young depending., I like looking at her and she's smart. Smart is more important than looks." Yup ... you're in love. In case you're wondering ... she'd love for you to wrap your tongue around a couple three places. You figure heavily in her dreams and she loves it when you tell.