"I had to run a special errand. I got a call from the bank. The mortgage hasn't been paid. I had to write a check and hand carry it down there. I was ...ery embarrassed." Frowning, I faced her squarely and looked her in the eye."Oh. I thought I mailed them a check last week." A bead of sweat broke out on her upper lip as she spoke. She knew that she had forgotten to pay it."Well, I took care of it. Later I'll take care of you." I stalked off to the den to read the paper and let Sandy stew for a. Ms. Owens always wore nice athletic clothes that really helped show her features. She had a great rack of tits on her and tight tone legs and a butt that you can only get from hard work in the gym or genetics. There was a rumor that she did some porn in her younger years, but at 31, she was more than attractive. I've never seen any proof of her having done porn but a few people in school said they've seen it."Look, I'm sure you're all wasted from having to study for finals, so don't worry about. "Any pain?" he asked."None." OK, I'm going to take this guitar off so I can check you out better."I didn't want to give up custody of my guitar. I needed to get out of there, and I didn't want to have to abandon it. I waited until there were no hands upon me and surged to my knees all at once. "See? I'm fine," I said as I continued to get to my feet."Let me do my job, kid." He now had a grip on my arm.I took the opportunity to look around. I had been in a snow bank by a driveway. The paramedics. -If you like specific pages of this story, please click the thumbs up button on those pages, this lets me know which pages people like best, and I can hopefully use that knowledge to become a better author and write more of what you enjoy.-If/When you decide to leave feedback for an author, think of it this way: Writers LIVE for words of encouragement, "Thumbs Up" "Favorites" and other forms of positive feedback. Its like crack for writers, we'd sell our own mothers for a good hit. Alternately,.