My parents were dead. Gone forever. I walked over and stared into my broken mirror, my face streaked with tears. I didn’t even realize that I was cr...ing. Who did I have now? Who will love me the way my mother had? Sam could never compare. Would he love me more or less now that he didn’t have my father to praise every little thing he did? Sam was eighteen and was about to go away to college. Would he still go? After that night, my life changed. I did, too. I wasn’t me anymore. I was somebody. What if she doesn’t feel that way?” he said.“Or it might be that you just got laid for the first time and she’s always going to have that special place in your heart. If you didn’t have feelings for her, I’d be pretty pissed at you.”“We talked a lot, too. You know, all the time we’ve been dating, we were just working up to last night. We never really talked about things. She’s really different than us.”“I guess there’s worse things. Tell me about the time travel.”“You don’t believe in any of. If he was he'd have been making plans for me to be fucking everyone in the room. We would see about that. I might have a story for him when I got home.There was a group of 8 guys standing in the room and the pungent smoke was already everywhere. I sat down on the edge of the bed next to one and he passed me a glass pipe. I took a long hit and it was really good. Someone walked up with another drink and I just relaxed sipping it and enjoying my new friends and some good smoke. It was really. “Boyfriend? Do tell? I promise not to steal this one! I really am sorry about that! Forgive me, since you got a new man in your life, anyway?” Shelly told Marley, “oh, I have to confess that a time or two ... the last time that you got drunk with us ... and then the next one, you fucked us both. And maybe ... the time after that?”“See, if I was still mad about that, I wouldn’t fucked you guys, would I? To be ... totally honest, I’m still very attracted ... to both of you,” Marley countered.