I knew that something of import was coming, so I locked my eyes on hers.“I have...,” she inhaled again and released it, then continued. “I have ...hought about ... suicide, more than once. I’ve not come close to acting on that thought, but I’ve been trying to find a way out of my life’s mix of boredom and fear. From reading, I knew that running away, particularly at my age, was likely to lead to prostitution or drugs or both. I thought that a sport, perhaps soccer, would help. It did, but not in. I should trash the clock, but then I would have one less minor thing to obsess about.I found the bike where I was told it would be, so I took off for a two hour ride. Chicago at 5AM was slightly busier than New York had been. Both were busier than the whole damn Chatham County. I made it through the streets until 7AM. I even managed to get back to the hotel before the team began calling me.“This is the last team meeting before we go to work. First of all we need to give these people code names.. As the both of you walk in nothing is said to me just the looks of lust in y’alls eyes. You two grab a harness each with the choice of dildos laid out on the table. Watching y’all put together the strap on my pour little mind is racing, cock with its own heart beat and the feeling of “Good God”. The both of you turn and stand right in front of me with your new add-on’s flopping right before my face. She sands there to watch as you take my face in your hands making me look at you. With a loving. She smiled. "We've come a long way, Brad. We're really into IT now."I smiled back as we returned to the dorms. In Karen's room, we continued packing. As she packed, I carried loads out to my truck. It took a while to finish. Nicki had moved out earlier so we would drop those keys off with Karen's.The room was now empty and would have new occupants next school year. As I closed the door for the last time, I sent a little prayer that the new occupants would find as much joy and fulfillment as I.