I find myself missing those occasions and fantasizing about having her legs open to me and pressing my mouth onto her.I decided to reach out to Kristi...a recently and we chatted on social media about what we had been doing since we last saw each other. After a few days of chatting and getting reacquainted we decided to have dinner at her place and share a bottle of wine. She is a fantastic cook and dinner was just as excellent as I remembered. We fell back into the routine that we had when we. ’ ‘You?’ he snorted. ‘You will ask me?’ The idea seemed to amuse him. Then he remembered some of the things he had read about her, looking up information about her daughters. ‘You know things,’ he said. ‘I was a trainer,’ she answered. ‘If I force you, you’ll just be a body.’ She nodded. ‘But if you invite me …Boje moi! I will not wait forever,’ he growled, as he left her alone. ***** He did not return. One, two, three meals went by, and he did not come back. She had no idea if it was night or. There werebanners and posters, photo packages and meal selections, corsages andboutonnieres.Semester finals breezed by, Bobbie doing quite well. Out of boredom, sheoften doodled in her pad, or stared around the room blankly. Some foundher spacy, but she displayed a level of awareness that bordered onprescience. Kim hadn't done so well, her grades dipping into 'D'sterritory. The weather started to turn cold and snow began to fall.However; that wasn't the only chill Bobbie felt.It was an overcast. Somewhere where she might give birth in safety. She was due anytime soon and each day could be the day their child would be born.Her condition made moving all the more difficult so she would require some assistance in her endeavor. She thought about moving out to the countryside, take what coin she could and find some good people, some family to take her in at least until she gave birth.But things were about to get hectic, she knew. Soon there would be very few people that she could trust..