By the time he did, he was happy with the progress he had made, was tired of eating meals he didn't taste, and ready for a little socializing."Princes..., I need some wake up time, and you must be going stir crazy, with me in one of my sessions the last few days. Lets do something fun." Really, Rob? That would be great, but what?" I dunno. Maybe Havana? The nightlife is pretty wild, and the food is great, and the music is spectacular too I hear." Ooh! Havana! Absolutely!" Wendy said, jumping into. It was a decision I'd come to regret--deeply."Mom?"Snatching up the phone, I shooed Mia away then spent the next half hour gabbing and gossiping with the most notorious busybody in Ft. Lauderdale.At nine o'clock, there was still no sigh of Dr. Singh. I clapped my hands together and announced that it was time for all small children to go to bed."But Mom!" Mia protested stridently. "It's only nine o'clock!" And it's only a school night," I pointed out. "Which means that Max goes out one more time. Hanover to give me anything but a D, and only for the effort, so the suggestion that "encouragement breeds effort" certainly worked on her. Maybe the author is a psychologist.I continued trudging along in school, praying for the nuke that would end everything - my life was boring.Chess club (because I COULD), Stage crew (which got me out of classes), and unbelievably, the Football team (because I was fast) made me a rarity in school - the nerd jock!Oh, I had plenty of chances with cohorts in. Days went on, days when I longed to see him again, and I was starting to lose hope as the days became weeks. Maybe he had just been toying with me, letting me think he’d come back and fuck my cherry away, and I was annoyed. Stripping down and pissing, I’d masturbate hard until my thobbing cunt would explode, getting angry that he seemed to have just been playing with me.This day was warm, and the thick clouds that started to cover the sun were welcome. I rounded the bend, and the.