"Okay... "Jen, you still have to wake up. Have some water, clean your teeth ... that sort of thing." What the hell was I to do? Jen wasn't some ... no...strings fuck-buddy. And ... she was inebriated, to say the least. I left her on the couch and fetched a glass of water."Jen ... drink. Please."Her eyes opened and she peered up at me. "You want me to drink?" Just some water, Jen." Oh ... okay ... Boss..." Her hand rose and waved uncertainly in the general vicinity of the glass. I put it in her. I had good parents that had me late in life and they're both gone. The rest of my family, brother and sister live in Atlanta. Been here for ten years and don't plan to leave. No arrests, don't smoke, drink but don't get drunk. I might make an exception tonight, though." I guess. I feel bad for Maja but it sounds rotten in my head when I think it." Why's that? Why would it feel rotten? I know what she's missed and I think you probably have a good clue about it by now. So why doesn't it sound. "Boy," I kept saying to myself, "you're goingto be one hell of a lover man one of these days."So I liked the way I looked in the shorts. I kept spinning around tosee how good I looked, front and back. But the T-Shirt was anothermatter. It didn't fit me right, not at all. It must have shrunksomehow. Or maybe the moths got to it. But it was too short. You couldsee my belly button. You'd think I was a girl the way I was showing itoff. All I needed was a rhinestone in it and I would have looked. Then the 11.6 Earthquake at Yellowstone shaking the entire North American Continent. California was starting to slide into the Pacific with the east coast cities were also 20 to 30 feet lower. Parts of our City of Liberty, Philadelphia was under water. New Orleans had sunk to where the water was running over the dikes again flooding parts of that city. Big chunks of Florida were totally underwater.Then the Pedophiles. President Tripp and what was left of Congress passed a law for all of those.