A month after that I was diagnosed with cancer. It’s aggressive and it’s not responding to treatment. The doctors have told me to make my peace wi...h the world. I probably won’t live long enough to see my daughter born.”Daryl started to cough. He took a couple of deep breaths. “I want to see to it that my daughter is taken care of. I’ve provided her mother with a decent house and she and my daughter will inherit everything I have. I’m trying to liquidate most of my real estate holdings and. Stacy R broke it off with me, but that’s a chapter for another time, and Alicia has decided not to talk to me at this juncture in the story.Our chapter starts with me back at school, on an otherwise boring day. Couples are together, girls getting roses or candy, and we’re currently at lunch with my friend Melissa gushing over her boyfriend’s gifts.Melissa is about 5’5” with a killer body, and you probably know what that means. 32 DDs, and a well-toned body. Her tan looks majorly fake, and her. I get the joyful experience of living on welfare all over again."After we got some more details on her family life I made a suggestion "since your parents rent a house there's no reason you can't move, right?"When she said probably not, I asked for an honest opinion of what kind of employees her folks had been. "That's what sucks worst" she said "this is the only job they've ever had. Mom and dad got married right out of high school and both went to work at the factory. They planned on retiring. As he walked away, I noticed first his beautiful rear end, and then that he had a small limp. A few moments after he left, he came back and asked if, perhaps, I might be free to join him for dinner the following night, at a more sensible hour. We made plans to meet at 8 PM in the lobby. With little other action in the bar, I went back to my room with a small smile on my face, hopes for tomorrow, and a still empty pussy that wanted – no needed – to be filled. Day Two I woke late the next.