“You look nice in a tuxedo.”“Thank you.”“Well you do. We should dress you up more often.”“You’ll get at least one other chance after t...is.”“Mmmmmm! I can hardly wait for that, but I think we ought to find other excuses.”I shook my head with a goofy grin plastered all over it.“You ever think that we’d reach this point,” I asked.“Right from the very start.” The organist switched to the pomp, and the bride entered the doorway. “Here she comes. Isn’t she beautiful?”“White suits her very well.”“It. He was really sensitive. He said he needed a few minutes before i started again. i went and got more beer and we took a couple of hits. i was stroking him off and on, keeping him semi-hard. He said he hadn’t had sex in over a year (hmmm… That’s why he came so much) and that it was really good and that my swallowing it turned him on a lot. i said i liked it and that i was glad he liked it. i felt the same sense of satisfaction as when i made Frank feel good. i was so fucking hot! After about 15. Right?”“Yes, again,” I replied before I added, “I was told by the Energists before they sent me back here that I might be able to return or merge with my prior life, to uh ... return to Kaleigh as this second journey through life reaches that point in time. Unfortunately, they didn’t like the odds of that merger happening when I returned as a sixteen-year-old.”“Oh, Mike! That’s not right, and it’s not fair!” she cried as she looked back at me over her shoulder and we shared a tight hug for. That day I was continually payingattention to my ring. At school I felt like everyone wanted to watchit and maybe make fool of me. I was scared. All the voices seemed soloud. I kept my left hand in the pocket most of the time. But duringthe day I started to forget and exposed my hand more and more often.And nothing happened until a week had passed. Then a girl in my classjust said it was a nice ring. I told her I got it from my grandma, andshe said I was lucky.HairdoMom kept on.