But he could be wrong. God knows he was wrong about these two enough already."Ok then Andrea, the floor is yours," said Aric as he was slowly nodding ...is head at her."Aric you know I love you. I would do anything for you. You have to believe me," said Andrea with tears still streaming down her face.She made to cross the floor to be next to Aric, but one look from Aric pulled her up short and she decided to continue to make her plea from where she stood, but decided to move a little off to the. We stood in a recess between two locker pods, I held her while she cried, telling me how much she hated what DeLon had become, hated how much he disrespected her when he was once so sweet, "Fuck that guy, we're over," she sobbed. I just listened, what else could I do? We ended up skipping first and second period, opting instead to go to breakfast. "So what's your story Jay? Hmm," she prodded. "My story? I don't really have one," I answered. "Come on Jay, everyone has a story." "Then what's. Mr Grant, my college art teacher had awoken something in me the previous day and I was eager to find out what it felt like to be fucked in my arse. As if by magic, the guy disappeared as quickly as he had came and Mr Grant’s voice spoke from behind me. ‘Now it’s time for your next lesson,’ he said inside my head as I imagined the sound of his zip being released. But no matter how much I pressed and pushed, I couldn’t manage to get the thing to sink deeper than an inch. I gave up after a few. ’ ‘But you’re not fine!’ he yelled. I took a step back instinctively. ‘You think I don’t see you? I see you. You’re fidgeting constantly. You’re still not sleeping, and I have to threaten to tie you down and spoon feed you to get you to eat. You’re complainin’ about us not having sex but I can’t get within an inch of you without you pulling away. You’re not fine. So maybe I am hovering, but only because you’re actin’ like you’re going to have a nervous breakdown any minute. And if you are, I.