She was always going to just be more like a... like a big sister, kinda, to me.But my "big sister" was probably in there right now, fucking my brother... that lucky so-and-so!I knew Dave wouldn't want me to be thinking about Emily in those terms. I mean, I respected Emily, plenty, don't you worry about that! And I was really happy that her 'n Dave were getting along so good, and all. I knew that they weren't just "fucking" in there: That time -- that Saturday night -- when they'd first gotten. He gave me a cupcake.The following week while I was eating the cupcake Mark asked me if I liked the filling. I hadn't really paid much attention to the filling. So I focused on it on my next bite. It was not quite as sweet as the typical filling, but it wasn't bad. It was a little sticky, like the sugar had started to melt. I told him my description."But do you like it?" he pressed."Yes, it's very good." I made that filling just for you." he said with a smirk.I was shocked to think that he had. ”“You leaving or us splitting up are the last things that I want.” I realized that my true love for Jenny was never going to fade, even after this shocking revelation. “Please, explain to me further. Tell me what you think and do when you have these urges.”Jenny rambled on for awhile, confident in her own sense of code and faithfulness to me. She truly believed that by limiting the extent of her sexual transgressions and staying within her self-imposed rules, she was not technically cheating.. Janie was in her second year of college and had been talking a lot with Susan about her up coming wedding. Her last letter contained a shock. Melissa had found a boyfriend. He was someone that thought she was as special as Mike did. It was doing her self-esteem a world of good.His thoughts wandered to Theresa. She had been an excellent teacher. The five years she had been with his family had allowed her confidence to blossom. She could handle junior and senior high kids with no problems. She.