I think it's very unlikely that he's a bad person. People make mistakes, Lilly," Adele said. She reached across the table and patted my hand. "Have yo... called him yet?"My head shot up and I couldn't hide the disgust on my face. "How's that supposed to go, Adele? 'Hey Adam, thanks for the great weekend and the amazing sex. I think we really connected and you're the nicest guy I've ever met. Oh, and by the way ... how was prison?' Yeah, I can see it now!"Adele looked hurt, Rhiannon amused.. My pussy is essentially a faucet leaking down my legs, into my shoes and onto the floor. So I head over to my boyfriend's dorm room before going home. I go to his room and he's playing Xbox with his 3 of his mates. I go inside and we sorta sit on the couch and make out while he continues to play with his mates. While we're sitting on the couch and making out I'm obviously extremely wet due to me being horny all day. So as I was dripping all over the couch I excuse myself and go to the bathroom. His face was hidden by the biggest bouquet of red roses I had ever seen. As he got up,I was shocked to recognize Henry. ‘You!’ The shock, I am sure, was apparent in my voice. ‘It took me all this time to muster up the courage to come here and to say I am sorry in person.Please take these flowers before you slap my face and tell me to get off your property.’ His voice was sheepish and subdued. ‘No woman slaps the face of a man who gives her such a bouquet of roses.’ With a smile I reached for. "Glad to be home." Sheila stepped out of the hug. "Mom, this is Brendan." Finally I get to meet you!" Mrs. Mitchell gushed, and wrapped me in a hug."Good to meet you, too," I managed to get out. Sheila just grinned."Hey, honey, get the bags?" she said."Get the bags. She's the one that packed a gazillion suitcases, she has more muscles than I do, and it's 'honey, get the bags'," I smirked. Her mother cracked up."Oh, OK, I'll help," Sheila said, popping open the trunk. "Weenie." Jock." She stuck.