Several minutes later they arrived at Jenna's apartment."Well this is me."Matt put the car in park and turned to look at Jenna. "It was really good to...see you Jen." Do you maybe want to come up for some coffee before you head back to my parents?" Jenna blurted out."Oh god, you idiot! Why would he want to come up?" Jenna scorned herself quietly."That probably isn't a bad idea considering I have been drinking."By now the rain was pounding the pavement. A strong wind had picked up and flashes of. And actually pee, don't just say you did. Trust me, it needs to be done."So off to the bathroom. I turned on the sink and shower so I had the sound of running water. I peed quickly and returned."Good. I'm not sure if it's true or not, but a friend who's a much bigger cockslut than I am said this helps you go longer. I want you to last as long as possible." But what if it goes more than an hour?" I asked, horrified at the thought of being walked in on."Trust me, if I wanted to, I could finish. But that meant making commitments I wasn't sure I could honor.When we moved to second period gym I still struggled with it all."Will you cheer up," Shelly said. "You're acting like you lost your bestfriend. You didn't by the way, she's sitting next to you."I frowned and gazed down at my high tops to keep from looking at her.The rubber around the toe of the left one was scuffed and starting todiscolor to a dirty tan."All you did was dump a jerk," she continued as if we were having aconversation. . Sierra looked on the worktop ... a pie with the pastry top cut to shape and in the process of being placed on whatever the filling was but not yet crimped around the edges.“Yeah, ma’am, I’m lookin’ for yah boss, Mr Pickering. I know he lives here, Is he in right now?”“No, I’m sorry, Miss,” Abi smiled, “he’s at work today, all day. Who shall I tell him called?”“Sierra.”“Sierra... ?”“He’ll know who I am right enough, ma’am, just tell him, Sierra.”“All right, Sierra, I will. Now, how can he.