There, I said it. I’m a bitch. I don’t want to be but I am, that’s all there is to it. I want to be nice to people, I despise myself when I play...my games, but I can’t help it. I feel like a puppet sometimes, like I’m dancing to someone else’s tune while they pull the strings of my life. I try to cry about it when I’m alone here in my bedroom, but I can’t even do that. In the middle of the night… you know that feeling when you don’t know whether you are asleep or awake? Your mind just floats. I will call them and your guide and ask when he will be here to get you. Zeta makes the calls and tells her that her guide won’t be here till about six pm but Meg is on her way now if you are ready. Sure she says can’t wait, I even have a guy picked out, in is my guide I think he is so sexy and cute. He is very muscular he makes me wet just looking at him they giggle and prepare for Meg. Meg enters the house wearing a outfit like the others, a black outfit that hugs her tight but plumb body. Perhaps, this is the way love works. But he dare not stop trying. After CC turned 38yo he decided to shave off the remaining thinning light brown hair and go bald. He also started going to the gym religiously four times a week. The new look was a hit with both the single females and most importantly with the males on campus. Life had been good to Charlie, as he focused on his teaching, research and his upward social development. He was “A” list for sure on all the proper social functions. Even. Gina was coming over next weekend, and Rachel agreed that she would talk to her about her feelings. Meanwhile all the rent from the first condo was going to pay down the mortgage on the second. I was there a year and the place next door became available, and I just had to have it. I was able to rent the new apartment out very quickly and once again I was solvent, and even somewhat cash flow positive. My relationship with Rachel grew a lot closer over the next few days. We hugged and even kissed.