I couldn't see where my future growth would have any effect on my potential. I wasn't that sure what the Capacity part of the scoring really measured....When I'd asked the counselor about that, he'd refused to define the term for me. Even so, I felt sure he'd been trying to get me to start thinking about what I might be able to do to improve my future CAP score results.Up until that point in my life, I hadn't shown too much interest in girls, or in many of the social changes that had been taking. I’d heard the slamming of their door, and the sound of a car screeching away in a hurry. I looked out of the window to see David driving away. Minutes later I heard a knock at my door. I answered it to see Layla standing there wearing a long white summer dress with her hair flirting with her shoulders “Hey Layla” I said. She barged past me heading to my living room. “I know you’ve been watching me…” my heart sank into my stomach. “We both know. At first we thought it was kinda funny, the. ‘Perhaps I should introduce you to another little trick I learned from our friend here.’ Taking a seat on the bench opposite them, he reached for Jennifer, who went to him with a little help from Jack. Taking her left hand in his, he yanked her, none too gently, across his lap and flipped up the back of her skirt, the only piece of clothing she still wore, besides her panties. ‘Benjamin! What are you doing?’ Jennifer gasped as she reached behind her and struggled to get up. Ben easily caught. I was puffing a bit from hurriedly pulling away the barrier. I looked at her. "Go ahead. I'm listening."She said, "You made me feel cheap. I've liked you since high school. I told you that you were the guy I compared others against in college. Then you tell me that you thought I was coming on to you out of gratitude or because you were all that's left in the world." I'm sorry you heard what I said that way. That was not the way I meant it. I want you to care for me just because I am 'me.'.