Well, you know." I looked at her with my I-didn't-know-that-was-wrong look."Oh. OH. So you think I'm hot do you?" she asked in all seriousness. "Yes I...do. But why were you crying? What got you upset?" trying to change the subject."Well its silly really. You know I haven't been, well... with a man in quit some time now, and I, well I just miss having a man compliment me or even flirt a little with me. I guess I miss having men pay attention to me." she was looking down.I reach up under her chin. I splashed backwards and was rewarded with a squeak. I spun around and tackled her into the water. When we came up I was behind her, holding her in my arms with my chin resting on her shoulder, and I could tell she was pouting. She knew I’d won, but she didn’t have to be happy about it. I kissed her on her temple and realized that I was really warm. The hot weather must have heated up the pool more than usual. ‘Woo, gotta float for a minute to cool off.’ No reply. ‘Still pouting?’ Nicole. You force me to watch movies that I don't want to watch, I thought."What about my stuff?" I asked.I thought about the stuff in my rent room. My laptop. My cell phone. My belongings. It's bad enough that I no longer have a future in sports. I know if I bring it up Nita doesn't want to hear it or accept the blame."I got connections. I am going to get a high paid job. I will still take care of you even if you don't have one. I mean I can get you a job," Nita said.Many Persian Americans have high. Maybe he was dreaming of fucking me, I thought, and that at least brought the smile to my face that Lisa deserved."How do you feel?" Lisa asked, sitting on my bed and I guessed she was still worried about the night before. That seemed like a dream!"I need to pee," I decided and that wasn't exactly what I meant to say, but it was the truth and Lisa just smiled at me."Mmmm..." Steve groaned softly and his arms tightened around me and he was moving then, half-awake and half-asleep, but definitely.