My one reason to stay here would have been Mel, but when I decided to go to Granada I saw no chance with her anyway." The girl loves you," Judy stated..."Yes, and I love her. I still can't be her boyfriend. Not right now, and maybe not for some time. Part of it is about me. I need to get over a few things. Part of it is that Mel has that acting itch and when it hits she becomes an obsessive bitch. I'm afraid I'll start to hate her if that happens again." So you're also using this money saving. You make me nervous. Horny…very horny and nervous.” Breathe, I told myself. “Aside from being my boss, you’re smart, and attractive, and funny, and rich. Whereas I’m functionally retarded, I’m cute by the grace of Weight Watchers, I laugh at my own jokes, and if I lose my job I’ll be on the streets in four months.” I drew a breath. “I’m afraid.” Where the hell did that nugget of truthiness come from?! “You’re afraid of me?” He leaned away from me. “A little.” Even as I spoke the words, I. The shirt was very tight, unbuttoned enough in front that I could see her cleavage and catch a glimpse of the bra itself, and it was tucked into the tightest pencil skirt I've ever seen, which ended just above her knees. Her feet were in boots with what must have been six-inch heels, stilettos at that, but she stood on them confidently, as if unaware of how difficult this must have been. She was, from the way she was dressed and the way she held herself, clearly a lesbian. She was having a. I came back for a few days, to see mom, dad and Liz, my new baby sister"."'Liz', so they kept the 'Z' but put it at the end ... You know, after you left and your parents began to explain your situation, people..." Troel looked at Zax with a hint of pity. He tilted his head to the road, to not sullen the mood. "Never mind". He said and changed to subject. "How well your soul training has been?" Pretty decent, uncle, better than what most would think, so no need to feel bad for me". Zax said.