Chloe: Look the other way!Me: Also you’re not doing a great job covering yourself up. I’m not sure if you want me to see your breast or not. Hmmm....hloe: Hahaha! Do you have a girlfriend?Me: No, I don’t have a girlfriend. Do you have a boyfriend?Chloe: No.Me: I don’t know what to think. You’re not like any other girl I know.Chloe: Maybe I’m special!Me: Special you are, not sure how just yet.Chloe: Do you want to be my boyfriend?Me: What? Do you mean, me?Chloe: Yes you, silly!Me: I. Yes, I do!I. Peering down, I was disappointed to see that the bulge in his shorts had deflated. My mouth watered at the thought of his sixteen-year-old weenie, lying dormant beneath those shorts, flaccid yet yearning to be released and ogled and fiddled and sucked.Pulling up at a set of traffic lights, my eyes darted frantically around the car until I found a bottle of water. I picked it up, unscrewed the lid and poured it over Danny’s lap. He bolted upright, squealing with shock as I drenched his. Beautiful ... in the snow as he'd said goodbye to her. While unconfirmed, somehow he just knew that she had been pregnant. Standing at her casket... their casket ... had been hard, yet it had also given some small amount of closure. He finally felt it wouldn't betray her memory to move on and face the world again.He'd lost her once before when the engagement came to an end. He had pushed through that, with his walls perfectly in place around him and turned to work for solace. This was vastly. The helmet was actually largeenough to let him successfully hide his face as Carolynn leaned over totake a look.Brianne felt someone take his gloved hand into his or her own. "Pleaselet me see you, Brianne."Brian responded with, "Stop calling me that! I'm a boy!"Corolyn placed a hand gently on the side of the Helmut, and whispered,"No, you aren't honey." She turned to the technicians and nodded grimly."I'm sorry, Brianne, but we need to do this."Brianne looked around helplessly as what was.