‘Yes, an East African safari would be fun,’ I commented. Nancy just smiled and nodded. Looking at Nancy, I could not help but think that Mike was ... very lucky guy. Perhaps I was a bit jealous. The truth was, I was afraid to start over after the failure of my first marriage, fearful of another failed relationship. I fully realized that nothing ventured, nothing gained, but yet I was somehow afraid to venture forth. More fearful than I have ever been in my boxing days in the ring. I had never. Immediately the girls are thrown right into the middle of a lesbian porn movie.“What the fuck!” Priscilla cries out as Clarissa slams the laptop shut.“Shit, I don’t know,” Clarissa says shocked. “I’ve heard that sometimes when you pirate a movie it could end up being porn. This is a first!”“That’s the shit guys are obsessed with,” Priscilla hisses, recovering from her shock. “Fucking Kent always talked about it.”“Kent Myers from Ms. Brum’s class?” Clarissa asks for clarification.“That’s the. But I don’t do anything desperate yet. I keep my sword sheathed and my eyes to the floor, embarrassed. I hear him sit down and scribble on some papers on his desk. “Now, as much as I’d like to be offering charity to every wandering girl who calls herself a warrior…” That stings, man. “I’m afraid you make some money or sleep in the streets.” I bite my lip and look up at him. He’s pretty handsome, I suppose. An older gentleman, black hair beginning to sink into gray, but still looking well-kept. ..That's what I meant." He stated awkwardly, looking at her as if waiting for confirmation that she had indeed, heard him. She just nodded, turning her head to look out the door. Ron shot him an annoyed, 'Can you believe this?' look. He had to admit Ron had a point, she did not seem very personable, and did not seem too excited about talking, so he wasn't about to force her. Yet something about her aroused his curiosity. If only he could put his finger upon it... Several minutes passed, the.