* * * * * Kelsey O’Neil I was sore…well, sore was an understatement, but that was close enough to describe what I felt. It was as if my b...dy had been flung off of a cliff and hit every available surface on the way down. My abdomen was especially sensitive, and I had no choice but to lie in bed and eat pain pills. I hadn’t slept much last night despite the constant barrage of narcotics being forced into me. My mom hovered over me all night, and though I was relieved to have someone. See you all next time. Good night.” When she’d finally signed off, Jenny came over to the bed and climbed on. I took her in my arms and for the first time felt her naked body against mine. She was as soft, smooth, and firm as I had expected from watching her all these weeks. It was the most wonderful thing I’ve ever felt. We started kissing and running our hands over each other. I was afraid that if she touched my cock it was going to start firing immediately so before she could, I. Almost from the moment we first met, we both knew that we were meant to be together and the subject of marriage had come up more than from time to time. It was never a question of if or should we, it was always about when we do. With that in mind, it didnt make sense to ask her to marry meit was just understood between us that we were already engaged. But it was time to make it official and I had to mark the occasion with something more than just giving her the ring. Ironically, it was her Mom. I was standing and staring out the window when Mr. Steel came up behind me and put his arm around my shoulder. We stood like that for a while and then he said, "We gotta talk." "OK," I said. We walked over to a large old arm chair that was in the corner of the room. Mr. Steel sat down and I stood between his legs. We were just about eye-to-eye this way. He looked at me and smiled. "I love the color of your eyes," he said as he brushed my bangs away for a better look, "You have the most.