He fought with this thought for several minutes and was about to ask her opinion on the matter, when he noticed, she had looked away. Oh no, did he mo...e to fast, did he scare her off?“Silk, look at me.”She turned her head and he saw that while she might be a little scared, she was turned on too. She seemed a little confused also. “Why are you so grouchy this morning,” came an innocent question?He laughed at this a little and asked, “Are you sure you want to know, little one, I may shock you,”. My bank account held a decent amount, because enterprising little Tashaworked at Hooters. Check that, enterprising little ME worked at Hooters.Right now, my mind flooded with all kinds of lame innuendos adult men hadtossed in my direction. It was embarrassing. Beyond that, my mom'sparents had started a college fund for me the day I, and my youngerbrother Trevor, were born. They had continued to contribute whenevertheir stock portfolio did well. My parents put in money. My dad'sparent's also. My pleasure!Our … romantic? … sexual relationship was our secret, of course, but it did have an effect on our outside-the-apartment lives. I had often been acerbic, even mean-spirited, and would often bemoan my lack of having a girlfriend, when out with our friends. Now I was happier (really) and did not gripe about it nearly as much. Of course, when the topic of beautiful ladies came up, whether celebrity-types or people we knew, or random passers-by, I would certainly join in, and my lust for. ’ Andrew followed her eyes to where a short, thin young woman, blessed by God with luscious lips and breasts, stood looking their way, trying not to appear to be staring. ‘Go on, Andy,’ Cilla urged him. ‘There will never be anything with me. Why not see where that road leads you? You know what they say — nothing ventured…’ ‘…nothing gained,’ he finished. ‘Okay, friend.’ He smiled at her as he walked away toward Emily, whose eyes lit up when she saw him approach. Cilla smiled and turned away..