" I'm gonna miss you, Loreli." Awww." Rory crossed the room and hugged Christine. "I'm gonna miss you too. And not just cause, you know, you have a...gizmo." She drew back and held Christine's face in her hands. "You're a lot of fun, Christine. You make me laugh and feel good about myself. You've shown me that unfamiliar worlds, even the ones you never knew existed, don't have to be scary. Plus, you kind of opened my eyes about the whole lesbian question." Oh, so you're a lesbian now? . The lengthy blonde hair gracefully sweeping across her shoulders still matted from not being combed this morning only adds to her enchantment. The delicate breasts, still sprouting are moderately conical in shape with pinkish-red puffy areolas exaggerated from being manipulated earlier project out from her chest like two enticing orbs. Her face, rounded with a marginally pudgy nose, enticing to a young person her own age. That’s what allured the two of us here earlier this morning. The lips,. We stood like that for several minutes. I don’t know how long. She never struggled, never tried to get away. Her face was against my chest, her arms at my waist, my arms around her, my cheek on her hair, and we were swaying together. Our shadow against the wall in the yellow light was swaying along with us, looking warm and affectionate. Spots and trails of melted snow projected onto the wall and ceiling. And I was sick at heart. I was sick at heart because I was so weak. I had given her hope.. “OK” Patrick smiled, “let me think about it and I’ll come up with something.” The evening progressed and Patrick thought about Michelle and the times they were together. He knew that they couldn’t have a long-term physical relationship, but his desire for her was still so strong. During their brief affair, he never thought of her as just a piece of ass or booty calls, his feelings for her are much deeper than that. He really hoped Michelle understood how he felt. He tried to tell her as often.