"Then send him an email and you can trade emails directly with him. I really have no reason to believe his writing or emailing can affect anyone."When...she finally wrapped up the conversation with Sarah, we headed into the building."She's actually afraid to get anywhere near me again, isn't she?" I asked.Emily sighed, "Yes, Master, she is. She is so confused and troubled and you could help her so much, but she is so afraid and there is just no reasoning with her when she is like this. She won't. Come in the kitchen. The cobbler is ready to come out of the oven. Would you like a fresh pot of coffee to go with it?”“You know I love your cobbler. I always have. I’ll skip the coffee and take a scoop of ice cream on the side,” he teased.“No, you won’t, either!” she teased back. “Doc Jameson said your ice cream days are long behind you. You’ll find a glass of sweet cider on the table with your cobbler. It’s fresh. Graydon brought two gallons of cider with him yesterday while you were out.. I never knew you cared so much for me. When you first started coming up behind me at school, I thought you were setting me up for something, but when you starting saying, 'I love you' and 'You make me hard, ' I was actually getting wet and had to go to the restroom."She scooted over to me, as I turned off my light and we fell asleep in each other's arms.I woke up behind my sister, and my hand was on her breast, under the shirt. She was still sleeping as I looked at her.I know a lot of guys with. She’s okay I guess. I haven’t talk to her too much since then.”“Why not?”“She’s kinda flaky.”“I swear women don’t know how to treat a good man.”Ahmad smiled. “So I guess your boyfriend is in a good spot then.”“I don’t have one.”“Good. Focus on school.”“It’s not that. I’m not into guys my age. They’re so immature.”“Most of us are at that age.”“That’s why I just don’t understand my mom or that chick, Crystal.”“What do you mean?”“Like you’re a total catch, dad! Smart, hard working, kind, hard.