Good thing I'm skinny, I thought.While Alexis was a full bodied young woman, I had grown into a tall, lanky guy. She was popular at school, while I ju...t sat in the corner with my small group of friends. Our parents worked together and had to take off on a business trip for a while. Rather than pay for two houses or move us in our final year of school, they decided to move us in together. I volunteered to take the living room couch, letting Alexis take the only bedroom in our apartment.After. Perhaps by some miracle this time she might have come to understand his love for her.He looked out his window as the aircraft descended; his heart filled with hope. Hope that she would accept his love.What can I do to make you love me?What can I do to make you care?What can I say to make you feel this?What can I do to get you there?She stared restlessly at the list of arrivals, impatient for his plane to land. She sat down again, her hands clenched. She made her decision. She would tell him. “Got a minute?” he asked and led her back to his small office. She sat where he waved, on a wooden stool, and he sat behind his desk and twiddled with a pencil. “I think you have real talent,” he said. “Have you ever painted?” She sat with her knees apart, very unladylike, and her tight jeans displayed her swollen pussy which had entertained a horny sophomore the previous evening and was still pulsing. She shook her head, measuring him and liking what she saw. He had a really nice beard, good. ‘We would be millionaires,’ he whispered, as if he hadn’t even heard her. Staring into the distance, he continued excitedly, ‘If I went by ship, over the Isthmus of Panama, I could be there in a month. I could head out to the gold fields right way and in less than a month, we’d have more money than we know what to do with!’ He was really starting to frighten her. He had never looked like this before. Would she be alright if he left, she wondered. She didn’t love him, but she enjoyed his company.