Had a glance of myself in the elevator mirror, my hair is a mess! I tried to tidy up my stubborn wavy hair. It’s been six months since I had a prope... hair cut. Note to self, I need visit the salon ASAP! But on the second thought you love my hair long. Caught myself smiling, I remember the times you run your fingers through my hair. Tucking it behind my ear, then placing a gentle kiss on my cheek. The lift reached the first story, I passed by the lobby so quickly that I never noticed the heavy. She didn't particularly like doing it, but after the trauma of anal sex and eating come out of Susan it hadn't seemed like that big of a deal.Victoria, on the other hand, had totally freaked at the suggestion. She fought and threatened to leave rather than do it. For three days, the battle of wills had been fought with Dale insisting and Victoria resisting. Each time Victoria had resisted, Denise had been called upon to do it and she was getting tired of it.Denise watched Dale as he finally got. And if a student comes to you with a problem it should be kept in the strictest confidence."Coach Jenkins looked at Susan. "That's asshole for 'yeah, I know and I'm not gonna tell you.'" Well I for one am glad," I said, "considering how you've handled the part you already know I sure don't want you to find out who she is. I thought I was your friend and look how you've treated me."Susan looked sad for a second and put her hand on mine. "Jimmy, of course we're your friends. Why else would we be. Snow in London meant slush and slurry, buses mucked up and shops closing when they shouldn't be. Out here nothing seemed changed, I'd never seen my new home town without snow. It wasn't a great start.Every night I lay in bed and stared at the ceiling. I had no friends in this shitty little country town, and while I wasn't likely to get any moping around at home, I wasn't really keen on the idea of replacing all my friends. They seemed to have forgotten me easily enough. That first night after.