He had an aquaintance from an online chat group that he knew in Connecticut, and stayed with him for a couple of months.After awhile, Jack just couldn...t bring himself to go back to the succesful man's apartment, and decided to just live in his car. He managed to get by on just the income from his part time job at a costume store, since he was often passed over for other jobs being so average. With a bit of work he could probably have been a handsome man with a successful career, but he had no. But, dammit, woman–‘ He finished shaving and scrubbed off all the remnants of soap. ‘When that Papa of yours comes to get you, or when I let you persuade me to take you into town to call him, I’m gonna regret that I ever had a feeling bone in my body. Why I had to find a woman like you, of all people, at this time of all times…’ He broke off and resumed in a harder voice, splashing his face from the sink with both hands and with his head lowered so that I could not see his expression in the. She stayed to herself, "talking" only to a couple of guys who knew sign. I couldn't help but notice her the first time I saw her, she was exquisite. Not really gorgeous, but certainly pretty. Her name was Cheryl and she had long, frizzy dark blonde hair and a pretty, innocent looking face. Her eyes were a pure blue color, and she generally wore tight blue jeans and a sweater of some kind with her brown leather penny loafers and thick cotton socks that gave her a "good girl" look.For whatever. . it was empty. Heading downstairs to find his mother cleaning up after making breakfast, the question occurred, "Where's Sandy?"From behind his newspaper Dad said, "She jogs two miles every morning. You didn't know that, but you had better learn her schedule, so you don't piss her off." Was she upset?" Actually honey," mom said, "she was beaming as she left with her bottle of water. You could use a jog yourself; you're a bit chunkier than when you left here four years ago. She should be back.