‘Does this meet with your approval, Jennifer?’ Jerry asked. ‘Yes it does,’ Jennifer said. ‘Thanks, guys, for helping me make this meeting sp...cial.’ ‘Anytime,’ Tommy said. Suddenly, there was another knock at the door. Jennifer stood up, looking nervous. Jerry opened it and let them in. The first person she saw was Jason. Jennifer nearly leaped from her desk into his arms. No words were spoken as she and Jason kissed passionately. Eric, Angela, and Sherry moved deeper into the room. Jennifer. Sound familiar? It seemed that all my childhood girlfriends had ended up making similar if different compromises. Guy was also a compromise with my early dreams in one more aspect: age. Guy was thirty-seven when we met, I was twenty-five. The twelve-year difference is not insignificant and it had caused me to at times wonder if I was choosing the right man.His having a teenaged son was even a bigger hurdle. I came close, twice, to calling it quits though as I got to know Kenny, I really did. Like when I was eleven and my boobs started growing so fast and everybody, but especially men, would just stare at them and say stuff. I tried so hard to make them quit growing so fast. They got to be so big and I just I hated it. I would cry and bind them up as tight as I could. And it’s just worse now! Every day, I seem to look less and less like a pure, young Christian girl and more and more like some brazen Jezebel! I’m afraid of what people will think of me at this new school. I’ll try. .lifting her up and against him all at once…as her body presses to his he deepens the kiss, their tongues dance and explore each others warm mouths… he feels the heat from her skin where his hand is…her heart beats with his as her breath quickens…she runs her fingers through his short light brown hair as she feels his hand run down from the small of her back to cup her ass as he tightens his grip in her hair…ending the kiss he pulls her head back as she looks up into his eyes…seeing the fire.