I moved away from my parents when the relationship in my house got kinda awkward. They knew that I was failling in school, tryied to talk and such, bu... and I dind't wanted to talk about it. I was totally closed in myself and it went worse and worse.I only went for food at night, and I always got horribly nervous when there was more than 3 people at the convenience. I cried to sleep most of my nights... it was awful. Years later, one day, one of my old friends of high school (we keep in contact. Your gift," he nervously continued and handed her the plastic bag containing the card and a box of chocolate truffles."You're a sweetie,” Sasha replied with an even bigger smile. “Thank you," as she gave him a reassuring little hug. "Come this way." As she walked towards the room, she glanced in the bag and thumbed the envelope. Sasha smiled "Well we're off to a good start. Better than I expected," she thought to herself.When he followed her down the hallway he glanced at the laundry piles and. ”He then pointed to another stone chair. “Use that one. It is close enough to the fire to thaw your bones, but before you do, be a good lad and pull of my boots. That’s one simple task I am getting almost too old to do myself, and I am way too comfortable to get up and use the boot puller.”After I had done that and sat into the chair that made me feel equally small as my feet also did not reach the ground, I was certain the chairs were made to accommodate giants like my father and Uncle. Her appearance with her new haircut, a white really short blouse, wearing a pink tie, a matching pink short pleated skirt, white cotton stand-up stockings and black high heels was breathtaking. I don't know how she got one but she even had a lollipop in her cute mouth."Melissa, you are so cute... I can't believe that. I adore you. Come over here."I kissed her passionately opened my mouth and our tongues met. This moment was incredible. Our tongues started to wrestle and my hands went down her.