After sitting down again, she said, "I mean it, Bobby, I better not catch you staring at my tits." "Like I really wanna look at my sister's tits. Don...t be revolting." I tried to focus on the TV, but I could still see her out of the corner of my eye, so I shifted around in my seat, to get her out of my field of vision. That worked for a while, but then I found myself compelled to glance in her direction. I fought that urge for a while, until... "Dammit!" "What is it, Jess?" "This heat's. ”As I pulled into the parking lot of our apartment complex, Shannon asked if she could spend the night in my apartment.“I’ll sleep on the couch,” she declared. I asked why she was not going back to her apartment. She said that she and her boyfriend had been fighting and she did not want to go back to the apartment. I had no problem with Shannon staying the night.So, we settled into my apartment, which was on the third floor over the top of where she lived with her boyfriend.She asked to use my. I picture you laughing and I can’t help smiling. Your laughter always feels like melody in my ear. I see your face and how it lights up when you try to hold back your laughter. I see in my mind’s picture, your countenance brightening, making you all the more attractive. I imagine you standing next to me; your height and body size always manages to take my breath away. How is it possible for a man to be made to such perfection? Tonight I know my dreams are going to be dripping with erotic images. As I waited for her to wake up, I thought about our relationship. The end of the summer was coming. When we went home, we would have a long distance relationship, much like the failed one Abby had with Trip. I was going to make a quick visit home before coming back for the start of school. Patrice was going home to Shreveport before also going back to school. It would be hard to manage to see each other very often. As I thought about that, I felt a tear escape my eye. I blinked but the tears.