‘I’ll get you a trial journal.’ ‘Do I need to take it with water?’ Greg asked, and Dr. Parsons nodded absently, as she sifted through a pile...of paper on her desk. He picked up the water bottle he carried everywhere, and took out a pill. It looked pretty sizable. But he could handle it. He took a mouthful of water, tossed in the pill, and swallowed the lot. Then he washed it down with a good bit of water. ‘Here’s your journal,’ Dr. Parsons said, coming up behind him. She handed him a large. He groaned in frustration.The prompt on the screen asked. "Save and Continue?" Of course," he told himself. "I've come too far to quit now."* * *Zoey spent the entire school day trying to meet up with Lance. Duringchemistry, he sat with a stranger. Zoey tried to make eye contact, butLance never looked her way. For the rest of the day, every time she triedto catch up with him, he would elude her and disappear to his nextclass.After school, she decided to meet him at home. She pulled up in front. Looking down from my eyes you would notice my perky little c cup tits, just enough to make a handful. My favorite outfits were the revealing kind, super short shorts showing off the crease of my ass and a thin cotton tank top that was nearly see through. All in all at age 17, I was a complete slut, my guy count being around 9. I didn't care who was fucking me, as long as I was getting laid. I had even slept with my step-dad a few times. The last straw came when my mom came home early from work,. “Hell, there’s nothing left for me period. Her new man has taken her from me and my children along with her. Like I said, there’s nothing left for me back there, nothing.”“Sam, could we, you and I talk for a bit. My daughter may have divorced you, but Cecilia and I haven’t,” he said.“I don’t know, Greg, what would be the point,” I said.“The point is that you and I are still friends. Maybe not son-in-law and father-in-law in a legal sense anymore, but as far as I’m concerned...” he stopped in.