‘I promise I’ll never hurt you again,’ I muttered to her. ‘Ever.’ End Flashback I always lived up to that promise. I never hurt her again, a...d I kept her happy. She was especially happy on a specific Christmas Day, in 2010 ( A/N: This takes place in 2060, when Randy is eighty-five, so bear with this.). Flashback It’s Christmas Day, and Stacy and I are at her parents’ house. I had already asked Stacy’s father for permission to marry her, being as old-fashioned as I am. As Stacy was opening. . Priority number one in the morning, after starting the coffee, was an email to work claiming a day off for ‘a family emergency’. I didn’t specify that it wasn’t my family. As the coffee was dripping, I took Demi’s clothes out of the dryer, folded them as neatly as I could. (I couldn’t resist checking the label in her bra. Thirty-four B. Well, I never claimed to be a gentleman.) I left the little pile outside the spare bedroom and went to make some toast to eat with my coffee.I heard Demi’s. A thrill went through my body. I spent a lot of time with Staci and know that she is soft, warm and always smells a little like strawberries, so I didn’t mind at all. It was a secret, but I had always had a crush on her. She scooted close to me and tucked the blanket around us, and then we snuggled in to watch the movie. It was hard to concentrate with her pressed so close to me, but I tried.About halfway into it, Staci whispered into my ear, “That girl gets me so hot!”She was referring to the. ' "Umm, it's cool that you're alright with my bush, but I know where this is leading and I don't want to take my jeans and panties off." "Why not," I ask, pretending not to know. "Well, let's just say, the bush goes on if you know what I mean." At this point I told what I thought to be a lie and said, "Natalie, you don't need to be embarrassed. Believe it or not I haven't been with that many women, but of the few that I have been with I've already come across that. It's not uncommon. And.