She said, "Let's go up to my room." OK." What else was I going to say!She sat on the bed and I stood in front of her. It was almost like when we were ...n my sister's bedroom. Man, was she going to suck my cock again?"I want to see you naked. Do you want to see me naked?"My heart stopped again, and this time I was afraid it wasn't going to start again, I actually started to get a little light headed. I mean here's me, a geek that has never even had a real date because I was too afraid to ask a. She offered me some, but I told her to hold it in her mouth. She knew what I was going to do. We basically reenacted that iconic scene from The Lady And The Tramp, but instead of a spaghetti noodle, it was a piece of chocolate. I moved my lips to the chocolate and parted them slightly. Half of the chocolate was in my mouth while the other half was in hers. It was one of those rectangular ones. She used her tongue to push the rest into my mouth. I chewed and the flavor hit my taste buds. Tim was so sick of being their guinnea pig. He had been cut on so many times, and it seemed nothing was going to help his crippled body. He sat alone in his room, tears running down his face looking at the small Christmas tree that Mrs. Harris had gave him two days before. Mrs. Harris came into the room, she pulled Tim into her arms rocking him gently. ‘I just heard what they told you. I’m sorry,’ as she wiped the tears from his face, and hers, ‘You’ll pull through, and you know I’ll be here. You're pretty special, you know. I decided, though, that I just won't stay alone with you any more. Will that be all right? You do still want to join the club, don't you? You wouldn't let a little... slip like that get in the way, would you?"It wouldn't hurt to be forgiving, would it? Laura asked herself. And as long as he promised not to trust himself alone with her, she should be all right, shouldn't she? A nasty little devil in the back of her mind hinted to her that she didn't want to be.