A friend from school, Andi Argenti, told her father about me. He was a lawyer and he helped me get emancipated and a green card free and clear of my r...latives. I lived with Andi's family through senior year and then joined the Marines. Why? I really don't know. I guess part of it was that joining the military would make me a citizen without jumping through the rest of the hoops I would have had to without doing so. Also, while I had a trust, going to college would have drained it. I got good. We went to the Waterfront for drinks and dinner. He took me to this one club where we danced for a while and then after ten we were back at the lodge. I made us some coffee and we drank it on the patio. The freeway was busy at that time of the night. So after a while we went back in and I put the TV on a music channel. He pulled me up and we danced for a while as the song was nice. I did something I always wanted to do with Hein. I pulled my fingers through his hair. Baby soft, I knew it. He. At the lumber yard that afternoon, Jack cursed frequently and gave his secretary a long list of things to do. Cindy, his inventory girl, hadn't shown up for work. Jack had dreamed of her body all night and even turned Rebecca's daily offer of sex down. He woke up to find his wife sucking lustily on his cock, her full, tempting lips traveling full length up and down his hard meat. He pushed her away and went to take a shower, leaving her sitting naked on the bed, wondering just what the hell she. "What were all those shapes you were twirling in your head?" "I was.... ahhhhhh..." he said as he released his bladder. "I was trying to fit shapes to those... things coming out of the coin. I think I've got three of them figured out. Hey, go get some paper and a pencil. I want to draw them." "Okay.. Hey, you mean you can see the symbols?" I asked as I ran and got some paper from my room. "Yeah, I guess you can say that. Not really see them, just sorta feel their shape. Sorta like I'm a blind.