Lucky for him, before the sad death of his mother, she helped him and he got the scholarship and other financial help from the sources and somehow, sl...wly and struggling steadily he got his MS degree in Microbiology, finally getting a good job at a hospital. During these years, he was also established as a gay bottom and had lived in with a Cuban guy as his sex boy for close to a year, who paid some of his education fees and other costs. Qasim told me that Gus Diaz helped him in many ways to be. My cock had only been in her for a few minutes and because it was so tight I had to pull out before I unloaded inside her. 'why have you pulled out?' asked Lou, I replied while feeling frustrated 'Normally Lou I could last for ages but its because you are so tight and have such a beautiful pussy, you just make me want to cum' Lou looked at me 'I understand, the only reason I did not want you to cum in me was because I wanted to watch you cum, can I wank you?' with that Lou grabbed my cock with. As in 'sit in a corner of my own apartment and maybe cry a little'. Or 'Maybe I'm just not cut out to BE an engineer'.Jason saw it. It didn't happen just once, either.Here's what I think. I think that if I didn't have the support of the community, the sisterhood in specific, I would've dropped engineering. Instead, I got two tutors, both of whom talked and demonstrated their ways out of engineering math entirely, tutors who loved me like a sister. With help like that, I broke through the. Neither, for that matter, was food, fuel or very much else. Betty was no more able to afford much in the way of luxury than anyone else in the commune. The benefits system was like a points system nowadays. Only those who could clearly demonstrate that they couldn't find work would get any state subsidy for the luxury of not working, while at the same time there was a rapidly shrinking pool of employment opportunities. The only way that anyone in the Broad Oak Grove commune could make money was.