. the few Caretakers who had Heroes spent their days running, weight lifting, designing sexy lingerie, cooking school, thumb-twiddling and mourning wi...h their sisters in waiting for the one that didn't make it home.Recruiting damsels was no problem. Rather than admit the odds of being rescued and getting pregnant were three out of ten, the school classes extolling the virtues of bettering Cassandrian society were full steam ahead. The summer hologram programs were full of reruns of successful. You thought you were going to “get lucky” but I have other plans. We were 16 and in love, there was no other way to describe it, except for maybe “Puppy Love” but I hate that term. So I look at you and that cocky little grin of yours, and just keep repeating in my head ‘omg, he is so cute!’ I had missed you when you went away, but I knew you had other things on your mind, other people especially. I looked at you as I crawled onto my bed; your boner was forming in your shorts. I giggled and. Things had progressed surprisingly slowly considering our tumultuous beginning. Once the dust had settled, we came to the understanding that we did have genuine feelings for each other beyond lust, although the lust was, and still is, incredibly strong. I was spending so much time at Sarah and Neil's place that it became silly to be paying rent on my unused flat. So, with a little trepidation, we made it official and I moved in. The relationship between Neil and I had surprisingly really grown. Ray and Kyle burst through the door with the beer.Kyle seemed aggravated, he looked around and asked, "Where's Carol"I told him, and before he could say another word, shoved the camera under his nose and played the last few feet of the recording I had just made."Holy shit" he whispered.I rewound it for Ray and handed it to him, after it run through he handed it back licking his lips.Carol came up behind him and was standing provocatively in the door way."Why don't you guys come in here where.