“Is there anything else you want?” she asked. The word should have been “need”, and Bernie noticed that her eyes fluttered when she said it. H...r hands moved involuntarily to her chest and she smoothed the orange fabric on top of her mighty bazookas. She wasn’t looking at him; in fact, she was pointedly not looking at him. Something told him this was significant.He had heard about her from a friend who used to work with her. The friend said she was obsessed with sex, but she didn’t look like it.. He was extremely sweaty and smelly after the last set he did and this smell of his body was making itself known with a hard punch. He was completely towering over me, as I saw towards the ceiling and noticed that I was peeping directly into the loose and wide cut leg of his gym shorts. I could only see a lump of huge meat crumpled in a bulge inside the tights he wore under the gym shorts. Oblivious to my activity down on the bench, he was explaining that he had put some little weights on the. " I would date a girl for a month or two before one or the other of us would decide it was time to move on. I'm not some hopeless romantic who believed the one great love of my life was Kellie. But many of the girls I would date seemed to pale in comparison to the girl I remembered.I am careful to use the term "girl." The young woman Kellie manifested into wasn't part of my fond memories. By the time I left, there was far more about her that I didn't like than I did like. She had become. My sisters whined a bit about me getting to stay home for the day, but Mommy wouldn’t have any of it. She made them finish getting ready as she put me back to bed. I felt like my body was starting to heat up as I got in. Maybe I was sick. Maybe that would explain why I felt weird. But I didn’t really think so.Mommy checked back on me after Daddy took my sisters to school. I’d started sweating a bit now, but the ice pack on my neck felt good. Even through all this, Mommy never said a word about.