Wilson, OK?" Er, OK, Ma' ... I mean, yes, Mrs. Wilson. Erm, well, I was wondering..." Spit it out, Jim," Petra was saying the Morris needed work ... I...... er, well, I'd love to get my hands on that motor..." It's Petra's, actually; her grandfather left it to her; and we'd been quoted a very high figure to have that engine repaired." Well, M ... Mrs. Wilson, I'm an engineer, and someone once said an engineer is someone who can do for twenty-five pence what any fool can do for a pound. And I. She felt her heart warm, remembering those moments with Kyle. She knew he loved her, and she loved him back – with all her heart. But she knew Kyle often struggled with his self-image, imagining he was far more worthless than she knew and believed him to be. Suddenly it was too much. She quickly excused herself from her friends and gathered up her purse and coat in preparation to leave. They shot knowing, forgiving smiles at her as she made her excuses and left. He deserved her attention, and. Or option two, you can shut your whore mouth and ride home, then go there. Which one does the slut want? She didnt think, she needed to pee but she wasnt wanting to walk home, she didnt stop him as he began to drive, only half the speed he was before he asked the question. She began to squirm and writhe against her seatbelt, Marrrrrcohhhhh! Im going to piss my pants! He only laughed cruely, Ah but my dear, youre in a dress. She resigned herself to her fate and thought of anything she could that. I was a mess. I wanted to hold Anna in my arms again. I wanted to feel her against me. I wanted to yell and scream at her too.I also wondered about Risa. So many questions, questions that I would finally learn the answers to. At least I hoped I would learn the answers. I had no guarantee that anything would be resolved by our dinner. I just hoped.Breath. Breath in and hold a second then let it all flow out. I wouldn’t be doing anyone any good if I let my emotions run wild. Breath. I did take a.