The two had simply gone from this subject to that, with little plan or pathway of conversation. Just enjoying each other's presence, each other's joke.... Learning about each other in words and smiles.The first time he called her Catalina she went ahead and corrected him gently. With embarrassment he tried to explain. She touched his arm and explained that she understood. "Is Spanish your first language?" "Oh, no. Actually, I grew up in a family that spoke both English and Spanish at the same. . offered to cosign five figures worth of student loans. She had always believed in me, no matter what I had in mind to do. She always supported me and encouraged me – and, as always, I was overwhelmed with appreciation for the offer, even as I declined it.Listening to that song before the race serves as a mental prompt to remember her in these moments, to invite her spirit to stand on the sidelines, screaming as loud as she can in her native Brooklyn accent, cheering me on and urging me toward. She got a thing for Manuel?" Kevin asked."I dunno, I'm not sure which one of them she's got a thing for..." I said."Ew..." Marcy said. She let out a long breath and looked around before saying "What the fuck? What's with all this lezzie shit? Program's messing shit up." I don't know Marcy..." I thought about Melinda and her kisses. "I don't fucking know..." The bell rang and we started in. I saw Rick and Rubin come out of a crowd near the bins. They waved as they went in. Melinda showed up. She thought again of Mary Marten (M & M’s was her Lover’s pet name). Whenever she saw a commercial with the sexy, green M & M’s girl, she thought of Mary’s sweet as candy pussy. Weirdly, as real life tends to be, ‘Green’ had also been Mary’s favorite color.“Oooooo Misty…. you taste so fucking good, Baby,” she sighed, and leaned up to flick the tip of her tongue across Misty’s hard clit. Then she darted her tongue up her other thigh, and began to nibble the silky, young flesh.“Oooooohh Mommy…..