.. Well, he's an orphan and ... Could we stay for Christmas? We sort of had our honeymoon on Maui before we got married."Martha exclaimed in delight. ...hen she looked at Mark and said, "Darling, I think it's time to give the kids their wedding gifts, don't you?" Golly, after springing for an expensive wedding and all ... You mean we have to give them gifts, too?" But his eyes were dancing as he said it. He and Martha went into another room and came back with two envelopes which the young people. .god you feel so good”. "How old are you? You must be young?" he whispered in my ear.“yea I know, I’ve always been small and skinny” I replied. “That’s ok, I likeyoung boys, but you’d better not tell anyone, ok” I nodded and left. Icouldn’t stop thinking about him, all week at school and every night in bedas I jacked myself off. The sight of him in his T-thongs and the feeling ofhis manly hand on my butt drove me crazy. On Saturday morning, I asked my older sister if Icould borrow a pair of her. Well, she did all the work I just told her what links to tap. I hate not being able to do things for myself. I always looked down on people like that, the people who needed carers all the time, the invalids. Why couldn’t someone put them out of their misery and relieve the able-bodied of the burden of caring for them? I never thought that I would be one of them. I can’t even manage a simple thing like send an email on my own. I had to ask the nurse to do it for me. She did a good job; I have a. After I'd been there five months, I met and fell in love with Nicole Stempler. Nicci was a beautiful woman, and I was just stocky old Jeff. It was almost like something out of a storybook. And in true storybook fashion, Nicci smiled upon my attempts to woo her. I set aside my feelings of unworthiness, courted her and won her hand in marriage, as the storybooks say.Well, marry in haste; repent at leisure, as they also say. Damn it! Why are they always right?Much too late to do me any good, I.