Waters. When is the funeral?" Monday at 9:00 am" Isn't that an odd time of day for a funeral?" I guess there are no good times but that's what Mrs. Hu...chinson provided in her will. You see she didn't want to cut into her friend's afternoon drinking time."I see. Yes, that would have been just like Aunt Ellie." Mr. Lauderdale you are planning on attending?" Yes, Mr. Waters, I'll be there." Good the reading of the will is to take place at 11:00am, another paean to her friends, in my office. I went a step ahead and told about desire to kiss her. Initially she didn’t agree to that but after sometime she said, “Let see”. So the next day was the turning point in my life. She was looking very gorgeous in her white T-shirt and jeans that I could stop but stare at her all the time. She understood my intention and kept smiling at me with a wicked look I couldn’t wait for my shift to end and get in to the cab. Finally we were in the cab around mid-night. One major problem with me is that. Fine with me, as it gave me space to bring in other guys from the dorm and on campus for private fuck sessions. Then, one nite I got home from my bath house shift and VIOLA, I had a room mate. I gave him the once over eye, and damn if he wasn't a pretty boy. Shoulder length brown hair, a pouty mouth, very thin and pretty well hairless. We got to yapping and I found he had problems in another dorm because the jocks were trying to fuck him. Well, HELLO, guess who you just ran in to? I let a. She murmured her approval of the cool water before pulling a silver hip flask from her pocket and taking a swig. After studying me for a few awkward seconds, she held the flask out to me. I’m not much of a drinker, but I didn’t want to turn down this obvious peace offering so I took the flask and put it to my lips. Tilting my head back for a sip, I coughed as the whiskey burned its way down. Kathy smiled and laughed quietly as I passed the flask back while croaking a thank you. “Honestly I.