.. she wants to be educated." She sounds educated. Her English is better than a lot of people I know." And I love her, Carlie. Haven't loved a woman i... a long time, and NEVER one like this." That comment got me a squeeze and a tender kiss on my arm."She loves YOU, Dave, and as much as I found it surreal, looking at her face, she does not sound like a love-struck teeny-bopper." Carlie sighed. "She says she's going with Pat to a clinic on Wednesday? Why the condoms?" She paused. "Ohmigod!" then. My concentration is finally broken when someone enters the booth to my right and I see a flicker of light come through a hole in the wall. It was so dark when I first entered I didn't notice it. I heard whoever was next door sit down, enter their tokens, and finally unzipped their pants. Thinking the night might not be a totally waste and I can catch some hottie finger her juicy pussy through the hole. I slide off my chair and onto the ground to peer through the whole. What I saw next gave me. But the supplant-Maynard, now Gaspar, has, as yet, no such phobia." 'Gaspar'?? You mean just because he's calling himself Gaspar, now, he's taking girls away from 'Mr. Perfect'!?!" Would that I were 'Mr. Perfect' again!" lamented the most perfect example of male of his species that Dobie had ever had the misfortune to meet. "But I am now the Emperor Without His Clothes. All that it took was for somebody to point out my one flaw. A man with a flaw can no longer be a 'Mr. Perfect'!" And that, er,. ’ ‘So, when are you seeing him again?’ ‘We’re supposed to go camping, of all things, next weekend, if the weather holds up. Thing is, I just remembered, I’ll be on my period then. And I’ll probably text him tomorrow, after my midterm, and see if he wants to get lunch somewhere.’ ‘Good luck, Marcy, ’cause you’re really going to need it.’ ‘Amanda, I’ve already had just the most unbelievable luck. What I need now is the ability to not screw it all up!’ Monday morning rolled around, and the alarm.