I got up, dropped my empty cup in the trash and went in. When I closed the door behind me and walked to his desk going through the formalities of repo...ting in like a good little boy, I came to attention and waited. He didn't even look up from his writing, just told me to have a seat. Damn I thought another salute wasted. I sat for about ten minutes when he buzzed his secretary telling her to hold all calls until further notice. When he looked at me I could immediately tell he was mad.‶Sarge, I. I wasn’t the only one to see it, so I know I wasn’t delusional. By then, I was so socially inept that she refused to admit she loved me. She was in love with me but didn’t want to be. Same with the other girl. The only two people from my last life that cared about me didn’t want to.”“I find that hard to believe. Look at all the undeserving people that are married or have a girlfriend. Even if you were socially moronic, there is no way that at least one person didn’t love you.”“It is more. “You three don’t seem to keep anything from each other so I assume that Lana’s going to want to try this at some point. She might as well hear the details.”She pulled a bottle with a pump top from the shopping bag. It was like a bottle of hand soap except that it was a clear liquid in the bottle that sloshed thickly when she passed it to me. “First lesson is that lubricant is the most important thing you can have for this. Otherwise it hurts a lot and no one has any fun. Second thing is that. I do." He also told me that you like me, is that right?"This was worse than owning up to beating off. I stood there for what seemed ages, then squeaked out, "Yeah, I do." Well, Jeremy, I think you're cute," and I just stood there absolutely amazed. I'm twelve, she's fifteen and really beautiful. With a figure and everything.I stood there painfully aware that my sweatpants were sticking out in a rather obvious fashion. Then, I saw her look down, smile, go to the door, lock it, then she pulled me.