Do I grow up on my own, or do I chance it and continue to wait for Prince Charming? Well, not being accustomed to making my own decisions meant that I...hadn’t mastered that skill and so when faced with making a decision about my future, it should come as a surprise to no one reading this that I made the wrong choice. Can you blame me though? The Prince and I knew each other well. We’d been friends, and lovers for years so why not give him a little more time and impress him with my coolness by. HE OPENED THE DOOR AND I SAW HIM CHECK ME OUT. I WAS A LITTLE GLAD ABOUT THIS. HE GAVE ME A QUICK TOUR OF HIS HOUSE AND THEN WE MOVED TO HIS BEDROOM. A VERY PRACTICAL ROOM: ONE BED, ONE NIGHTSTAND, ONE DRESSER, A DESK AND A CHAIR. HE MOVED TO THE BED AND I WAS A LITTLE HESITANT TO SIT IN IT. HE TOLD ME TO MAKE YSELF COMFORTABLE. I TOLD HIM: “I’M NOT SURE YOU’D LIKE THAT.” HE SAID: “WHY IS THAT?”“BECAUSE IM COMFORTABLE WHEN IM NAKED”BRADY’S FACE WENT FROM SHITE TO CRIMSON RED.I LAUGHED AND SAID:. Then the rest of the staff left the area. Sean and Candice had known each other for several years, and worked well together, though Sean did not seem that excited about this task. They started to take things off the shelves when Candice accidentally brushed against Sean’s chest as she moved a box. She smiled and apologized. Sean said not to worry. As they continued to work Candice’s hair started to come loose from its bindings. A large chunk fell into her eye, since her hands were full, Sean. Was it because he had gotten dirty at school today? Had he done something terrible, unforgivable? His young mind was reeling as his mother picked out some pink ankle socks a white full slip and some pink panties. He was still sobbing as she took him by the hand and headed to the check out. On the drive home, Tim cowered in the back seat of the car, uncontrollably crying. He could not think of anything other than what his mother was about to do to him and he was very afraid. He was not sure.