The same attire I’d noticed passing her bedroom earlier. How did I know? Easy! The boy shorts had a large, fresh wet spot on the front panel. Puttin... the newspaper back up, I tried to get the highly charged, provocative picture out of my head. Too late! My pants began to tent.“Morning, Mickey! Don’t you think you ought to get dressed before coming down to breakfast?” I said, still struggling with the image of my grand-daughter in her underwear.Pushing the paper out of the way, she leaned over,. Gracie and I had chatted from time to time whenever we encountered each other in the lobby or elevator.On my first full day back home, I ran into her in the lobby and we rode up on the elevator together. She asked about my road trip and I told her the usual stories of living in a hotel room and eating out every night. She invited me to come to her apartment for dinner tomorrow night. I accepted and we went our separate ways. Later that evening as I was leaving my apartment, I noticed a young. Oh the joys of new schools and moronic teachers. ‘Ryan Strats? Ha, tardy again are we? Hmm?’ We? Well obviously not you, you idiotic cow. ‘Yes Ms Albick, I’m so sorry I just broke my bag outside on the pavement and my homework went everywhere, and then the bell went and everyone was rushing to the door, and I… well, yer… it took me awhile to grab all my stuff,’ Shit, I hate it when I’m nervous. Why am I even nervous around this evil cow? ‘Oh don’t worry Ryan, no need for excuses with me,. Lilies, he always brought her lilies, because they were her favorite, along with chocolate and cards. My daddy treated this bitch, like every day was Valentine’s Day. He looked at her with so much love in his eyes. I wanted someone to look at me like that one day. I wanted someone to hold me, the way he held her, to love me as deeply as he loved her, but the boys my age were only concerned with touching boobs and telling their friends about it. These boys would never give me what I wanted; I.