Mother had passed away when I was twelve, she died from a heroin overdose. Father did all he could to help her, but she was unable to stop.I get up an... go take a warm shower, hoping that it will help. I slip under the warm spray and it soon has the desired effect as my body begins to relax. I soon find myself fantasizing about being with a Heather.I close my eyes as I take one of the hand held shower heads, aiming it at my pussy as I pinch my nipples. When my nipples are erect and aching from. "I know. I'm sorry." There was a short pause before she continued. "Hey, since we're both stuck at home, let's get stuck at home together. Want to come over here?" Who's there?" Just me."Her words caused me to stir there. My imagination ran wild with ideas of what could happen with the two of us alone together. I was young and horny. There was only one answer to her question."I'll be right over."In no time at all, I was dashing through the rain and down the street to Carrie's house. She only. ." No! I'm staying in my room." Okay. You like the smell of this massage oil, don't you? Well, sleep with your nose behind your knee."She turned her head to look at me over her shoulder and blinked. Twice. "God, I hate you."She said nothing more as I massaged her legs, then kissed her good night. Just before the door latch clicked I heard a faint, "It still stinks."Complaints about the paint smell stopped after Wednesday, which is when she had her first driving lesson. There are many. Surprisingly, it only took an email to schedule the appointment, which was to take place the coming Friday afternoon at 4:30pm. Kelly arrived fifteen minutes early to the meeting on Friday, and waited outside the Dean’s office, as instructed by the secretary. The waiting room was rather business-like. It had a white-tile floor, white walls, and rows of fluorescent lights that gave the room a very cold atmosphere. By 5:30pm, everybody had left the office, except for Kelly, who was still.