I waved as I went by and she smiled. It was one of those smiles that could captivate anyone. It took my attention and I thought about that smile until...I reached my driveway. As I go to get out of my car, I notice her walking back, to what looked like her house. I went out to my driveway to check my mail. “Junk, junk, junk….is this all I get?” I mumble to myself.“Excuse me,” She said as I turned around.“Hi, how’s it going” I said “My name is Vicki and I live next door, my dog has gotten out in. Many people have survived and have done very well living alone, or living with people they don't know. I felt somewhat disappointed, because I did not expect what they told me, something positive, nothing like that. But, I had come up with a plan to leave without them noticing or anything like that. I contacted someone from a page, he is already an old man (He is here next to me watching how I write this story, but he is very happy.) And he gave me the opportunity to live with him in Europe.. If they were stupid enough to fuck with the system, they deserved to lose their jobs.She surveyed her apartment appreciatively. Her standard of living was far higher than most in her age bracket, and that was due entirely to her ability and attitude. She worked hard, put in more hours than her colleagues in the department and was on the brink of a blooming career. Not only was she bright, but she was attractive with it, cause for more than one or two grumblings of discontent behind her back by. Her other hand stayedbehind my back and she pulled me close to her. Even with the four and half inch heels I was wearing Amy was severalinches taller than I was. My best guess was she was five seven instocking feet, but at the time she was wearing three inch heels. When Amy pulled her lips from mine she said, "Mm that was sweet you kisslike a girl too. I guess I thought you would kiss like a boy even thoughyou look like a girl. Do you do everything like a girl?" "I try to though I'm sure I.