“I’m not so sure,” he began, but was cut off. “It’s ok B,” Kathleen said. “It’s just a movie. Just give me time to go change into some...hing to sleep in and I’ll be right there. You should go change to.” She walked down the hall without giving him time to protest any further and so Brian just accepted it and went on to his room to change. Normally, he would just sleep in his boxers, but tonight he thought maybe he should wear one of his pajamas instead. He went into his bathroom, changed into. Put that fucking bitch on or give me her number. - Mom" :)" Call me. - Mom"I knew I had to. I was bored anyway and had no plans for the evening. I wanted to rest, watch some TV, heat up the chinese we ordered for lunch and masturbate.I clicked on the phone icon next to my mother's pic. She picked up on the first ring. I could tell she was driving and had her bluetooth on."Hi Mom"."Hi!!!" she was over excited to hear my voice. "How are you love?" she asked in her gentle mom voice."Fine. Tired.". Bye."Getting to Morocco was a long, boring, and exhausting hassle that I shallskip over. The plane arrived more or less on time at the airport in thefabled city of movies and legends. As I exited the plane I was met by ablast of hot air scented with the aroma of spices, food, and other thingsless desirable. I was definitely in a totally different world. Aftergetting through passport control, I retrieved my lone suitcase and headedfor customs. The official looked over my papers, glanced at. Moving day would be the end of the month, which was fast approaching.It was also time, as several of my friends-cum-coworkers had been pointing out to me lately, for me to "get back out there" socially. They'd been terribly sympathetic when I finally acknowledged that Susan had gone out of my life. I gave them no details, of course—what was I going to say?—but they realized that it hadn't been my decision. They were really sorry for me—for a while.The "while" had long since been over with,.