"Christine was never well, at least never while I knew her," he replied. "That didn't keep her from being a warm and loving person who I cared for dee...ly. We could never be very physically active, but that didn't keep us from enjoying it very late into her illness. It ... it couldn't heal her, but it could make her feel better for a while."Now it was her turn to be silent and phrase a comment as they sped out of the edge of town, past the Chicago, and made the turn onto the southbound on-ramp,. As I said Bette was all over me rubbing herself against my hard penis and my leg. She was wearing a long ankle-length dress and I couldn't just grope her in the middle of the floor it would be too obvious, but I had my hand between her legs a few times and she seemed on fire."Are you going to take me home Duncan."As if I had wasted all the evening dancing with her, to walk away, I intended to do more than take her home."Of course Bette any time you want to go we will leave." After the next. And I was prepared to give him both.He moved forward, awkwardly, his fists up, his face still scarlet. He took a wild, awkward swing at me, which I easily deflected. Just as Uncle Mike had taught me, I then stepped inside and stomped on his lead foot. Wally howled in pain, raised his foot and -- thus unbalanced -- he toppled over."Let me help you," said Ed said, moving forward and stepped on Wally's hand."Dirty nigger!" screeched Wally in a childlike voice.What could have turned into. Then he met Cindy and things changed. Brenda was available, I fell in love with her the first day we met, but I was too shy, Bill got to her first and I had to wait. I hoped that some day he would release her and I would be there to pick up the pieces. It happened in our second year in college when he met Cindy and when he dumped Brenda I was there to pick up the pieces of her heart and love her like I had wanted for so long. For me it was a dream come true. Yesterday the dream was shattered..