”“It’ll take us a while.”“I’ve got a while, I’m only fifteen.” Jen smiled. I felt like I could have kissed her right then, so I just l...aned over, and kissed her cheek, anyway.“Come on in, and we’ll find Mom, and Murphy, I want you to meet them, and you’ll see why I think they’re so special.”“They must have already left, let’s look in the big bedroom.”“Gosh, Bobby, I love your RV, this thing is like a house.”“Wait until you see this bedroom, there’s a huge water bed in here.”“OOPS. Mom, Dad, I. The solutions to Angela's problems continued to plague me into my verydreams. I dreamt of Angela and I at the counter of the country storeconsidering solutions to her problems. We went back and forth over vaguedetails about generic scholarships and grants and financial aid programs.We discussed how pregnancy and child-birth would affect her classschedules. We discussed the various aspects of how having a child wouldaffect her qualifications for other programs, and how childcare wouldaffect. I must of beat my meat stick a half dozen times. I found myself wanting off to shemales and then gay porn. By that evening, my flesh was raw and I had rubbed a sore just under my tip from all the unlubricated friction. I washed it gingerly in the shower, dried off, drank some water, and crashed on my bed naked around 11:35ish... exhausted, tired, and hungry. I fell asleep within minutes. But at about 2:20, there was a soft knock on my apartment door....At first, I thought it was my imagination. " Luke paused. "Hey, Emma, can I ask you something?" Another stomach flip; Emma swallowed. "Sure." "I'd like to see you sometime, outside work. Could I?" Before she could stop herself, she blurted, "Why?" Luke smiled, which did nothing to alleviate her embarrassment. "Because I'd like to. I think it'd be fun to talk to you about something besides the daily specials." He frowned. "Are you seeing someone? Sorry, I should have asked that first." "No." Luke gave her a puzzled look and Emma realized.