This time she was sure it was love. That complicated everything and now, she wasn't sure how to handle the relationships that she had recently develop...d. Being the sensitive person that she was, she didn't want to disappoint any of her lovers. It was just her nature and, in truth, she had feeling for all of them. The person that she worried the most about was Tim because she knew that he would be the most disappointed. She decided to call Michael... she would know how to handle it.It was close. Ok, so you're not quite a millionaire, but you're not prepared to work THAT hard at the expense of your social life...Yes, life is good for you. Money (and all the trimmings) great sex and the knowledge that you don't have to put up with fakers who only want you for your money.However, your last girlfriend, Rachel, took an iron mallet to the copper statue that is your life and seriously shattered your outlook on life.Things had been going really well between the two of you for several weeks. He realized with horror that his cock was rising."Don't tell me you have to pee again," she said, watching the sausage start changing back into a Kielbasa."No," he said too quickly. How was he going to explain it. She didn't help. She stood there, one hip cocked, hand on hip, breasts poking the material out. SHIT he had to stop thinking about that. "Um ... sometimes it just happens."Sheri looked at him. He was embarrassed! Wow. Her big brother, who ruined her social life, and ordered her. "Looks like this is my stop," he joked to the young woman in the seat next to himHer only response was to roll her eyes as she continued to look out the window."You know, young people should be more polite," he said, tapping her on the back of the hand.She turned to face him, her eyes and mouth full of anger. "Why should we, you old pervert?"His finger stopped tapping and remained solidly lodged against the top of her palm."Because you never know when you might meet someone who can change your.