I sniff once, yell at myself mentally and then blow my nose. I still feel like crying. I hate this. I hate this feeling. I need a vacation. I knew the...e would be a breaking point from the stress of dealing with assholes at work but this is too much. I look stupidly at the form in front of me, trying to will myself to work. Trying to make the thing make sense. I don't jump at the voice this time but it takes a second to recognize someone is talking to me. "Are you all right?" The voice asks. I. "That's a pretty nice pool," she said. "It's bigger than ours."Since the closest thing to pool we ever had at my house was a garden hose and a slip and slide, I just nodded.I pointed to the apartment off beside the pool."That's where I live," I said. "I didn't want you to think they just tossed me in the yard at night."She chuckled."You're cute," she said. "I want to take a look at it."I figured she meant tomorrow or sometime, but when I told her "Sure" she started over.I was glad I'd picked up. Grams didn't think Iwas applying the same pressure to both legs. She instructed me to get on the bedand straddle her waist facing her knees. She said this would be more comfortablefor both of us and allow consistent pressure. She moved over into the center of thebed and spread her legs. This time she was not nearly as concerned about tuckingher gown between her legs and didn't bother to pull her gown down after it rode upon her legs when she moved over. . I took off my shoes and got onto the. The first thing that he did upon graduation was to enroll at a starship navigation school. He had shown a good knack for navigation and graduated tenth in his class."Sounds better than it is.", he thought sleepily to himself. "There was only twenty-two of us buggers who graduated."He got a job on a freighter and never looked back. He worked his ass off for almost six years aboard the S.S. Missy Red. He learned how to do most of the jobs on the ship, in addition to the one he was hired to do..
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