After her parents death only she knows how she passed this one year. She had to do two jobs along with her studies, which was sort of, tough- Business...studies. But she sick last month and had to stay home for two weeks. Result, no job, no money and now, no roof over the head. She started thinking what to do now. She had no money to rent a new place. She looked at her place. A room smaller then a cell in jail- crowded with everything. A small bank size bed- old with use, a table beside it- old. She was wearing a tight tee top that was stretched almost translucent over her firm tits. Her nipples poked eagerly though the fabric.She looked out at 15-yr old Bill with disdain. He looked back developing an instant hard on. "What are you doing here, twerp?" she demanded.Suddenly, her father loomed behind her. In a very stern voice he demanded "What do you think you're doing, Natalie? Aren't you already in enough trouble for being rude to boys? Things are clearly getting worse."She was cowed.. And utterly unattainable.When Colin’s father had married Felicia despite their age difference, Colin hadn’t been surprised. David had always admired beautiful things. Had a mansion full of them. He was a collector. Oh, Colin knew David loved his wife in his own way. As much as a sixty-five-year-old man with multiple divorces could love a woman half his age. And it was clear Felicia cared for David, too. She was attentive and sweet, and the smiles she gave her husband were genuine. They were. I do not understand why grown men think pouring alcohol all over each other is an acceptable pastime. Jack and I headed for the hotel about one a.m., and I was still so wound up, I ended up watching Sports Center, and the MLB channel most of the night. Benjamin kept me company, but he snores just like Winnie, so it wasn't all that much fun. Somehow it was cute when Winnie snored. With Benjamin, it was just snoring.I did get a good start watching the DVD's of every game the Royals played after I.