"Please Ida, will you be my friend? I'd love to have a girl friend to speak to." Her eyes flash with an indiscernible emotion. "Girlfriend, my lady?" ...he asks and I can hear the cringe in her words. I laugh at this, "Not that kind of girlfriend. Someone I can confide in, be at ease with and trust with my secrets." "Secrets, Majesty?" She asks, her eyes widening, "What of our King? Is he not whom you would choose to confide in?" "In most things, yes," I agree, "But not all. What if he is the. She smiled and said after dinner I am starving, sure I said and we asked the boy to get a menu. We had dinner she ordered steak and I ordered baked potato with chicken tikka which surprisingly was spicy. Dinner over I had her drink her 5th drink.Then she was more or less ready so I paid the bill and took her around the waste and laptop in one hand climbed the wooden staircase to first floor where my room was. Oak beams which were smoked black and painted dark which were low and narrow passage. I’ll just walk; I need to burn some calories,” I said.“Okay,” she said.It was only half a mile to the store and I was feeling good. I didn’t get enough exercise that was for damn sure. I’d made the distance to the store in just a shade over ten minutes. And it was an easy ten minutes. But now, on the way back; well, I should’ve driven. The damn six pack and the pineapple juice were heavy. I looked to my left as I passed the alley between the two wings of the Weismann Building and saw some stuff. At lunch one day, me and Amy were sitting on a kind of ledge in the yard. It was a foot or so deep and had a steel fence running along the back of it. The guys were standing around talking an shooting the shit. Jackie moved over against Amy, pushing himself between her legs as they hung down.The ledge was just the right height for him to kiss and fondle her without having to even bend over. The rest of us mostly ignored them as Jackie kind of pushed her legs apart and dry humped against her..