"Sure? You don't sound completely convinced there." I'm sure," I said with a nod. His eyes swept over me again and henodded, leaning back in his seat...."Cool."I gave him another smile and turned to face the front of the room. Icouldn't believe that a senior boy would bother to notice a freshman girllike me. The thought of an older man wooing me and introducing me toadult pleasures made me all gooey and anxious. Like a cat in heat orsomething.Corey Johnson made me hot and bothered.Then Mr. Tillis. I had butterflies the size of jumbo jets flapping around in my stomach. Every time I looked at her, I felt this silly, giggly sensation come over me so we made the ascension in silence, although I think that my heartbeat was loud enough to be heard over the sound of the lift.We got to her front door and I was dreading the embarrassment of whether or not to kiss or whether to turn and run. She countered that by inviting me in.I entered a small but comfortable flat and sat on an expensive leather. Flipping open the lid, he let out a low whistle. “Check this out,” he said to John. He pulled a hammer out of the tool box, and ran his fingers up and down the round rubber coated handle. “That oughta do the trick,” John proclaimed. Mack threw him the hammer, and went back to exploring. He moved some more blankets and he found a half empty container of motor oil, and a tire iron. He tossed the oil to John, and stood behind me with the steel tire iron. “This’ll get you warmed up in a. ThanksI often found myself getting uptight and depressed from all the work as a waitress and no fun in my life but I needed to work extra to pay my debts. It was a fairly cool mid morning during one of my shifts, not too busy when I was serving a young UFT student his meal on the outer sitting area of the rest/bar i work at. A cool breeze blew over me sending goosebumps across my back and arms. I shivered as I set down his plate only to notice him trying to hide a wide grin across his face as.