He's dead."My stepmother explained to me that my father had a heart attack earlier that night and by the time the ambulance had gotten to him, he was ...oo far gone. There was a wake and funeral planned for later in the week and she very much wanted me to be there for them both.I made arrangements the next day with the college, informing them that I would be taking a leave from my classes for a while to deal with my loss. I also called my girlfriend to let her know that I would be coming home as. Her muscles felt frozen in place as her brain became swarmed with indecision. She needed a push. And Blake provided just that. ‘C’mon, don’t get all shy on me now.’ He grinned and winked at her again, sending another tremor through her body. ‘And look, we can’t just standhere all day and wait for someone to catch us. We gotta be back at that lunch thing before we split back into groups.’ His simple argument was all the convincing Rachel needed and she swallowed hard. Keeping her eyes on his. ‘Beautiful.’ Kristen sighed, looking at Jennifer’s chest all the way down to her feet. She could see Jennifer blush, so she continued. ‘Now turn around and bend over.’ Jennifer complied with the request and did so. Turning around and then bending over, her hands curled around her ankles as she bit her lip and waited for what Kristen was going to do. She sighed in pleasure when she felt Kristen’s hands run over her ass and then playfully smack it. Jennifer lifted her head and looked over at. She only ever acted like that with her friends, people she was close to, or fellow classmates. If they feared her enough to think she’d punch them, they wouldn’t bully her, it was a self-defence mechanism grown from a life of being bullied by those surrounding her; it was her way of being safe. She was nothing but kind and courteous to strangers reaching out to steady someone if they tripped, offering a helping hand, carrying groceries of an old lady to her car, a good citizen, if you would.But.