I was instantly feeling better. I actually started to nod off to sleep, when she planted both hands on my bare bottom and squeezed gently. I knew I sh...uld have jumped up and ran but somehow, just something about her hands on my butt like that, actually made me moist. Neither of us said a word, even when I felt her drip baby oil over my bare cheeks and between them. That did make me shiver a little. She returned both hands to my ass and started massaging the oil in, squeezing my cheeks and. As it turned out, she had classes with a few other members of yourgroup, and over the next year they also got to know her, though nowherenear as well.With her compassionate listening skills and your quietly frantic needfor a supportive ear, what with your fast-approaching existentialcrises, you swiftly become close. Since it's senior year, you alreadyhave over a dozen college credits and don't actually need to be there,and since she knocked out almost all of her graduation requirements bytaking. The best way to handle this is to just avoid Tommy. I put my robe on and lay for a while on the bed frustrated about my situation. I stare out the window at the view of the red rocks while I mindlessly flip through the channels of the TV. I get up and turn the light off and slip my robe off and revel in the feeling of my naked body under the covers. I slowly begin drift off to sleep in the effort of forgetting my day. I was in a deep sleep when I heard a loud noise. I just turned when I felt. I'm a successful public accountant with an MBA. Numbers had been my second passion, and I've happily made a career of it. I'm not rich, but I make enough that I'm able to support my mother, and even my sister while she's between jobs. They live with me in the suburbs of New Amsterdam, and we're pretty much your average single parent family.But I'm tired of being an average family. I'm tired of being white-bread, never-gets-in-trouble, bog-standard guy.That's why I'm sitting in front of a.