. we can stay home and fuck all day? Well, I am overdue for a vacation myself. Good thing that I work for a state college ... and Carver's not hurting...for money, are you, babe?" Candy caught my drift."I just won some nice cases, yes. And I've wanted to enjoy a slower pace and relax a bit. I work 16, 17, 18 hour days sometimes. Got to nail those billable hours. That has to ease up a little and I want to live long enough to enjoy my money, you know," Carver chuckled."Vacation is usually longer. “Mr. Myers?” “Hmmm,” I said, not daring to take my eyes off the movie. “Christie told me what men do when they get excited. Can I see? Just once.” “Absolutely not, Julie. That wouldn’t be right. You’ll find out when you’re older,” I said, trying to pull away from her. But I was already at the end of the couch, I couldn’t get further away. I felt a sinking sensation in the pit of my stomach, and my face grew very warm. I knew I was blushing furiously. She was holding my arm, her head leaning on. " She said quietly, "Regardless of how we got here, I think we are on the same page." She reached out her hand and asked, "Don't you?" Chapter Two -- That Night The day went by in what seemed to me to be the blink of an eye. After I kissed my wife and left for work, her words kept running through my head. "When I finish my shift tonight, I expect to be catered to; cherished, if you will." She had purred at me, a half smile on her lips and a sparkle I had not seen in her eye before. She usually. This year, I’d be aware of my surroundings and of other people. First and foremost, that meant my family, but it also meant being aware of my environment and taking advantage of the opportunities available to college students.“ ... one hundred people in each of four camps in the Seattle area. They live in tents. They don’t have running water and electricity. They’ve had homes foreclosed and cars repossessed. They’ve been ill or injured. Yes, some of them are transients. Our society has all.