What should I do if I can't make it?" Oh, I have no doubt that you can make 'it'. You have a survivor'smindset. I just know you do. So, suck it up as ...hey say, and get on withyour life."Nerissa felt a bit better about herself, but still had a lot of selfdoubt. Fortunately for her, their session was interrupted by the entryof Waverly and Winters. After dismissing Selma, they put up someequipment and started interrogating Nerissa about the criminalorganization she had worked for in her previous. March 15th ~~if I could turn back time…if I could find a way….I’d take back all those words that hurt you and you’d stay…”Turn Back Time”…”Cher” Gathers the thick golden strands up, unhappy with the look, staring at myself in the mirror, scrunching my nose in quiet desperation, wondering how the hell I was going to wear those stubborn curls. A deeply frustrated sigh escaping my lips, running the brush through my hair once more, thinking how much of a fool I was…to have agreed to this meeting,. Wet dreams figured heavily during this period of my life. Each morning I woke up with my underwear soaked in sperm. But during these times in a boy's life when he should be able to speak to his father and get a little advice I dare not approoach my own father. I never dare bring it up. My mother, although not as rigid as my father, was not much of an option for a fifteen year old boy. It was a male thing. I thought of asking Uncle Dave for some advice on the issue but I felt awkward about bring. He wanted to add a choker, but couldn't decide if that would be toomuch, so he would bring that down and ask his mom. He did take abracelet and watch from his stash and added them. He checked himself outin the mirror. He was, except for his hair, very pleased. Bobby slowly walked down the stairs and into the living room. There hismom was sitting waiting for him. She smiled broadly as she saw her son.He did look very cute. His hair would need a little work before theyleft, but otherwise he did a.