However David didn't have time to worry about the strange dream thathe'd just had, as an even stranger sensation suddenly washed throughhim. His entir... body tingled and he felt something rushing into him...something that he somehow KNEW came from Missy Lawrence.David staggered and had to catch himself against the wall of lockers,trying to make sense of the strange rush that he had just felt. Thetingling had stopped, but he still didn't feel quite right. He had noidea what had just happened, and. I also had a truck to fill with gas and maintain. The truck had been a gift from my grandfather when I started college. Dad said he would pay for school but I had to foot the bill for my play time. So I worked a part time job to pay for the extras while I was in school and I had to maintain that 3.0 GPA. I was very fortunate that my folks paid for my education, but anything other the normal expenses for college I had to pay for. In addition to my education being paid for, there was a trust. I almost gagged doing it, besides the smell of alcohol he’d thrown up at least once and had lost control of his bodily functions. I could see the dark stain across the seat of his pants and had a cruel thought. Maybe he’d get diaper rash. He moaned and opened one eye. I didn’t give him a chance to speak.I threw down a pair of sweatpants. “Here. Put these on before you come into the house, and DO NOT bring those clothes inside! You can do what you want with them but my suggestion is an unmarked. My wife had a small insurance company with a couple of office assistants and an “intern” who handled filing and small, menial tasks.She had been out of the office for a bit so I guess they had some catching up to do. I was sitting in one of the generic lobby chairs watching them on and off, catching bits and pieces of the conversation. Actually, I was watching her Office Manager, Amy, as she was an attractive woman.Amy was in her late 20’s and a personal friend of my wife’s. She had hired her.