"It's not you... it's me. I'm... I can't... I'm waiting... I'm waiting for the day..." and she trailed off."What day? Waiting for what?" When I can lo...e again."Let's Go Away For A While"Aarrgghh!" she screamed, waltzing into my room and slamming her bag down."What?" I asked, startled at her entrance. Caroline blushed a bit, embarrassed at her outburst."God Brian, I'm so sick of this shit!" she moaned, throwing herself on my bed, screaming into a pillow.I picked myself up off the floor and sat. "Did her mommy say what she wanted to do with her hair?" I try to focusbut am surprised that everyone sees Sam as a little girl, but then again,he is wearing a toddler dress and his hair is too long for a boy, letalone a 10-year-old boy.I look back at Cindy. "Umm her mommy said something about she wantedSam's hair to be more trimmed up like off her collar and just you knowmake it look better. More or less just make Sam's hair look better rightSam?" Umm yea but I don't want all my hair cut off,. .." I began."Dani," she said, then paused. "That's what everyone calls me." Dani it is then. Anyway, you wouldn't happen to have something in that bag I could wear, would you?" I asked. There was a robe in my bathroom, but I couldn't sleep in that and didn't want to sleep in the nude with an employee in the next room. Dani thought about it, then brightened a little."Well, nothing fancy, but I have a shirt that's pretty big. I usually sleep in it. And I've got some gym shorts that I think might. They didn’t grow their hair long like dirty hippies.They were respectable boys.“Fuck that slut’s mouth,” Max groaned. “I can’t believe the preacher’s daughter is charging for blowjobs.”“Always knew she had cock-sucking lips,” groaned Ricky, his voice tight, strained. “Fuck, the little whore is eager for it.”“She’s masturbating,” the third guy said. He was skinny Peter, a nerd with a buttoned-down shirt and a pocket protector, thick glasses on his face, the black-rims square. “Holy schnikes, I.