’ ‘That’s kind of amazing.’ ‘One minor change can lead to a completely different life.’ ‘So, if my dad accepted that job in Pittsburgh, ...hen I’d be married and wealthy? Am I happy in this life?’ I checked my personal data assistant. ‘Do you really want to know?’ Molly chewed this over. ‘It’s probably better that I don’t know. It would piss me off right now if I would have been happy in Pittsburgh.’ ‘This life would have come with its own challenges, kiddo.’ I put the machine back in my pocket.. ..Jeremy I liked straight away. He was a quiet African-American boy who was apparently a superbly gifted basketball player hoping to win a college scholarship. He was tall & you know what they say about tall black guys! Yum! My panties started getting a little wet just thinking about it...I spent the next few days giving them little chores to help me around the place. They were so young, athletic & "new", I couldn't help but have lustful thoughts about both of them. I enjoyed having my top. We stood there, in the middle of her basement, the last few minutes of "Happy Days" playing on the TV, jaws open wide, lips locked, tongues pressing against each other. My hands found their way to her hips, and I locked them behind the small of her back. She pulled herself closer to me, and our bodies were touching. I could feel her breasts pressing against mine, and the sound of our nasal breathing was at the same time funny and exhilarating.Then, without warning, she unlocked her hands and. POV-- =Change of point of viewChapter 2.*Part 4*I feel my pulse racing as I chase after her. The pull and release of my muscles as I glide across the wet cobblestone, coming steadily towards her. I admire her naked body as she runs. A perfect specimen. I can sense her fear, her breath increasing, her blood spiked with adrenaline. No one can see us, and she runs deeper into the alley. 'Does she honestly think she can escape me?'Just as I finish the thought I'm on top of her, pinning her roughly.