You cover me with your body and prop your face above mine. I want to fidget, but you have me pinned. "Relax," you say. I just close my eyes and take a...few breaths. "You are doing great, love!" I open my eyes to see you watching me.Your lips are on my neck and my body is arching off the bed. Every cell in my body can feel your tongue sweeping across that sensitive spot near my collar bone. I pull your t-shirt from your jeans and try to get it over your head. You laugh as you help me get it over. Tocelebrate my success in penetrating my ass and co-opting my mother, Ipopped a Black Beauty along with my Premarin and headed of to schoolin a buzz.Spring break was coming, and every day brought news of collegeacceptances for the art room crowd. Quinn got into Columbia, Barb gotReed with a partial scholarship, Anne got Ann Arbor, and then I got theUniversity of Minnesota with a full academic scholarship. (Sure I'mbrilliant, but let's face it, a Spanish surname helps, even if you are. They always showed up with the walker. I tried as best I could on wobbly legs to walk. This big guy held the hand grip of my wool-lined safety belt. We’d inch up the hallway toward the nurses' station, and then would pass by Pete’s room, where he was recovering from severe head trauma. I'd always wave and say some smart-ass thing, but he'd just stare back at me blankly. He was more than a gunner to me. We went through flight school together. He was my best friend. I felt responsible for what. I actually had a very difficult time picking the right woman because I didnt' just want a sex-minded bimbo who couldn't do the work. I wanted a woman, first and foremost, who was competent in her secretarial skills and could help me make the company work better administratively. Carmen was my choice and I felt very confident that she'd work out perfectly.Her first day of work, however, I immediately wondered if I'd made a mistake when I saw how Carmen dressed for work. Most people might have.