Boy, Sis had really grown up in a yearWhen we got in the front door, Max was all over me. My beloved golden had started to grey a little in the last ...ear but he was still as spryas when I left.“You are a traitor.” Laughed Mary. She always says that about Max. He sticks to Marylike glue until I get home. She always says, when I get home, Max doesn’t know who she is.Dogs are like that I guess.What a day, I help Dad grill burgers and hot dogs. Neighbors and friends dropped by.I kept looking. "I watched it go in, and you're right-I'm a lot smaller down there. But wouldn't the boys my age be smaller than Mike?"Mike laughed. "Yes, they would-the problem is, the boys your age would see you sitting there naked and not have the slightest clue what to do with you. Trust me, I was once a boy your age. Girls mature faster, Amber. I guarantee every boy in school is scared to death of you." Yeah, we try to kiss them and they all run away," she giggled. "However, I was thinking, maybe the. Don’t wanna share the personal traits about myself and bore you with that:-p… nonetheless if any girl/lady is interested to know about that after reading the story … I would love to share and I am pretty sure you will love it :-) This story is a year old story, happened in the month of October. I got in touch with an amazingly hot girl at Mumbai airport.Firstly we shared some quick glances at each other and after some time I made myself a little gutsier and went over to talk to her. After. “Mr. Rogers? I am so sorry. Your wife never regained consciousness.” Her death was also unexpected. That morning I had wakened first. She was sleeping with her back to me, her shoulder bare. I put my hand on it, felt her soft warmth, so familiar after all these years, yet still so amazing. I thought of all the years, the kids, the inevitable struggles, all we had been through. I had tears in my eyes as I thought about my love for her. I got out of the bed quietly and shaved and showered. When I.