”Andrea sighed,”MICHAEL! I’ve already told you that you’re too...”“Stop.” He raised his hand, his voice hard as steel, “Do NOT talk to...me like that. I am here anytime you need me. I treat you better than any of those “men”,” He made air quotes, “that you go out with. I have never spoken down to you or hit you. I love you and want to to be YOUR man AND Ronnie’s DAD. If you don’t want me fine. But don’t insult me.”Andrea shrugged. “Mike, I’m not insulting you. The truth is you are eighteen years. I know better today what works or doesn't for me than I did when I was younger. If I don't trust myself, who can I trust? After all, what have I truly got to lose? Sam, I need to share some things about me. I always felt my breasts were too small and inadequate, but my 34Bs are larger than the A-cups you seem to write about. People have always told me I'm too skinny and I need more meat on my bones. You like subtleties, yet this is my natural hair, carrot-topped ringlets and all, making it. Oddly it was completely quiet in the hotel and no one was out milling in the halls.Downstairs I asked the doorman where the crowd was today.“Darnedest thing I have ever seen. One second the lobby was empty, the next it was packed with those church goers. They all piled onto a long string of busses and were gone off to somewhere. My buddy at the Double Tree said it was the same there. Packed in those busses like sardines. None of them had any luggage, so they must be off to church. My. Livestock in Comparative Religion class: How would they have accepted me if I was ejaculating in class. Probably would have diapered me. I wouldn’t have liked that, or maybe okay if girls changed me, frequently, powdering me, hands on.How I would have loved to be livestock cruising the halls between classes. I wonder how many girls would have felt compelled to pet me? Would I have like had an erection always? I could have rubbed it on so many girls just because it was out there rubbing my way.