I gave it a quick squeeze that made her blush even more as she turned slightly towards me. "Uh, well," she stumbled as I rubbed the top of her hand wi...h my thumb, "It's um, I guess, a little different to what I did before. But, um, I'm liking it. It's just getting used to everything being so new." From what I hear, you've pretty much fitted straight in. No problems?" I asked her.She slowly turned her head towards the sound of my voice and there was a long pause as she "stared" back at me with. She looked into the full-length mirror critically at her almost perfect figure and felt certain her legs were not long enough, her pony-tail was not high enough and she was able to detect a slight sag in her twenty-something buttocks that was probably the cheesecake her mother insisted on feeding her even though she wanted a graham cracker instead.Slowly, she donned the official uniform with the almost thong-like undies fully visible whenever she bent over at the slightest angle. It was fun to. His bedroom door was open, so even though all the shades were drawn in his room, the hallway was bright enough to tell her the day was already underway. She relaxed in the big bed, remembering it was Saturday, and to her, there was no greater luxury than sleeping in late on a weekend, She smiled, realizing she may have to revise that thinking a bit. The greatest luxury is now falling asleep, spooning with her lover, her naked body enveloped in his strong arms.Becky could smell the faint remnant. When I pass the elderly on the street, I see a companion. Fifty years older than me, yes. But I have been there. I know them. When I see the young, I feel lost. What is there in the world that could cause anyone, anywhere, to laugh like that? What is there in the world which could cause anyone, anywhere, to care so damn much? I see the happiness and the abandon, and I remember my own as if I only read about it in a story or watched it in a film. None of that really happened to me. I never loved.