I had been getting ready for school and just gotten out of the shower with a clean, shaven pussy, it was aching to be touch even so early in the morni...g. I put on my deep red dress with no panties and my ballerina flats. I was going to pick up the guys and get going to school. When I got Sam and Tyler, we went to Ryans house but then we decided to skip school and smoke blunts all day long. This is what happens sometimes, we just sit around Ryans crib and he tapes all the dumb shit we do when. " He smiled. "I really like it too." No, you don't get it," she said, her eyes wide. "When I was in high school, and I got all hot and bothered in your class, I'd go home and play air guitar to that song until I was so worked up that I did naughty things by myself in bed!" So much time wasted," he said in mock sadness. He put a plate of food in the microwave and started it. "If only I'd known then what I know now." What would you have done?" she asked, reaching to touch his side. "Told me to. Joyce was a stylish woman in her late 40’s or early 50’s. ‘Hi,’ said Ginny feeling her personal space being invaded by her hug, a woman she didn’t know and only talked to once on the phone. Something she never did in Detroit and perhaps that they always did in Boston but when Joyce talked to her, invading her personal space, she was standing so very close. Standing so close to her, Ginny could smell her expensive perfume and nearly taste the breath mint she was sucking on in her mouth. Joyce. Dad followed us into the room and quietly sat on a chair beside the dresser to watch. Mum was stretched out on the bed in her shift. Her eyes were a bit puffy and red from crying. They were also a dull and lifeless. She turned her head to look at me, and her movements were all slow and sluggish. Mum usually had so much energy. If this was what the drugs did to her, then I hated them too.Mum tried to hug me and started saying over and over again how sorry she was, but I stopped her. I told her.