Mom and my Step Dad were away on vacation leaving me home alone. The past several days I had been very lazy and sleeping almost to noon. So it was no ...urprise that when Mark called me at 11 AM, he woke me up from a vivid dream. It took me a minute to find my phone and when I answered it Mark could tell I was still in bed. "Hi sleepy head, did I wake you up?" Uh, yea you did but its ok I should have been up by now." Are you alone or is someone there in bed with you?" Mark said teasingly."No I am. They were arguing as they walked. She didn't become my girlfriend immediately, as I had arrogantly announced; that would be some time in coming, but I had a plan, and she really didn't have the guns to hold off my assault, not over the long haul, not even.During those early months at Central, I would stop and talk to Sandra from time to time, but she was adamant that good 'ole Roger Grimes was her boyfriend; she was nice about it. But, as she assured me, she had no intention of ditching him for. After the concert went through Telemann’s Viola Concerto, Mozart’s “Sinfonia Concertante for Violin & Viola”, ending on Bruch’s “Romance for Viola & Orchestra”, not only did the counter-tenor like timbre of the larger fiddle leave me spell bound on the front row but so did the rather well built figure of the violist. Did I say I had a crush on him from the moment he laid his bow to his instrument? My classmates looked at me giggling as they noticed me blush when the violist looked my way. After. "And, while we're at it, fuck drive-thru only," Caroline lamented,managing to get into the back of a very long line of cars without therear bumper sticking out into the street. "Mid-90s today and get toidle and run the AC the whole time. Hate this shit. Sorry for thewait. It's still worth it." Isn't gas cheap now?" Leslie asked."Yeah, it wastes gas, but the problem's the heat," Caroline replied."Wears things down, burns the oil. And the worst part is, poor Rickyhere doesn't get to show off his.