“Promise me that no matter what happens, you will be happy,” he said in one breath.“But I am happy,” Aron replied. “I have you, and you’re...amazing.”“No, just listen,” he hugged the other tightly. “If ... Carter dies, don’t be ... unhappy.”Aron remained speechless.“I know, it sounds bad, but ... I only want this,” he said.“I ... I don’t want to lie to you, Alex,” Aron spoke, his voice filled with emotion. “I cannot promise you this. It’s the only thing I cannot give you. Ask me anything else.. "I could get used to this."It was an enjoyable evening but the comparisons to a prom date didn't do it justice: there was nothing juvenile about it. She dined on Stroganoff, washed down with a wine from the Rhone Valley that Jay had selected. She was impressed with his wine knowledge; he merely shrugged and said it just showed he drank too much. She was equally impressed with his modesty, it was a quality neither of her ex-husbands had.The music was quite good; mood setting. They began dancing,. I was living with my friend in little rock Arkansas. We shared a room and the rule was who ever comes with a girl gets the room. Anyways my car had some problem, so i went to a mechanic. I was really bored by sitting and doing nothing. In the mean time i saw a beautiful black girl with extremely hot body with gorgeous boobs. I saw those boobs and her bountiful ass, i head water in my mouth and my dick start getting ticklish feeling. Now the lady was really worried bout her car and the mechanic. "She hugged me... she hugged me..." she repeated in disbelief under her breath. Then she frowned. "She called me a 'cute kid?!' Ugh..."***"Emmie!" Mrs. Thomas called from the open window of her white minivan. Emily jumped from the granite steps and raced to the van with her head down in shame. "What's the matter?" I'm trying to radiate the appearance of a mature young lady whose mother no longer calls her 'Emmie,'" Emily explained patiently through her teeth as she opened the passenger-side.