I need to be close to you. I will stand back whenever you ask. I know your degree means a lot to you and I don't want to change your focus. Just add a...little focus in my direction during our love making."After our next night out I took her to my apartment. We both knew what was going to happen. We walked into the bedroom and I looked into her eyes and asked, "Are you sure about this? The last thing I would want is to hurt you or, even worse, lose you."She smiled at me and said, "I've wanted. Her brother mouthed “thank you” as we both caught a glimpse of the glistening trail of pre-cum as his dick head pulled free from between his sister’s swollen nether lips. His sister turned to look too. The crown of his dick was wet.From my implant, I learned that she was fifteen, and he was fourteen. Her parents didn’t tell her. They wanted to keep the kids in school from teasing her about being in the sixth grade at fifteen. She wasn’t stupid or anything. She had a small tumor in her brain. That gave him a bit of time to regain his composure if he had a bit to drink and wouldn’t adversely affect his writing. Not that he felt it could be any better or worse from the booze, but you never knew.When the summer ended this year Jack thought he had just about finished writing his story and by the time the leaves turned from green to hues of gold, red and combinations in between, he was ready to send his manuscript off to his agent. It was long overdue he knew, he had been dodging calls. “Kiss her, that’s what she needs,” I told him, and could see his confusion at my words. “She loves you!” I added.“What?”“Just kiss her. She’s loved you since the day you met in college,” I told him, but Greg didn’t get a chance to kiss her, as Sylvia stood on her tiptoes again and gave him a kiss that would have knocked out a lesser man, or one who wasn’t a Senior Master, anyway. Greg did eventually manage to wrap his arms around her, and they didn’t move for a good five minutes, but had to.