Part of me was calm, rock steady and rational, while another part was horrified, shaking in terror and ready to cry.I'd already known, you see. My dre...m told me. Things would never be the same again, this I knew in my very soul. My mother would soon die; it was only a matter of time.Time was my enemy and my friend, you see. She had time to fight and buy more time, and I knew I had precious few moments with her, to learn, to laugh, to cry, to forgive.Time. Every moment of time I was given with. She liked him, the words, and the kiss a great deal.Jim was gone by the time, Tina got out of the shower. She dried off, found a blow dryer for her hair where Jim had thoughtfully left it for her in plain sight on the washstand, and then dressed and went downstairs.Alex was just putting his cereal dish in the sink. He came over to her, "Sorry, I have to leave, but I know you're in good hands. There's a lot to do here." He leaned in and kissed her solidly yet tenderly. Tina felt herself swoon.. "You like that?" he asked me again. "So. Fucking. Much. I can't wait to feel your cock in me!" "Neither can I." "No, I mean I can't wait! Fuck me!" "It will hurt a little," he warned. "Fuck me!" He chuckled again and retrieved the lube from the nightstand. I heard him slicking up his cock, and gasped when I felt him smear the cool gel around my hole. Then I felt his swollen cockhead press against me. "You ready for my cock, baby?" "Ohhhh, yessss. Fuck me!" I gritted my teeth as his cock. I had an hour and a half to kill before Sheila came over to study. I ended up walking the campus-and somehow ended up at the aquatic center.There were stands-swimming was an important sport at Stanford, our team was always nationally ranked, and the meets actually got respectable crowds. So, I parked myself a few rows up and watched. There were a number of people swimming, but I picked her out immediately.I'd known she was a swimmer, and I knew what swimming entailed. And I'd seen her.