. tears of joy, tears of relief. Thank God I left when I did. Thank the fates that I had taken control of my life and walked away, not just a survivor... but a participator in my own life. None of those things made much sense to me, but I was overcome with emotion and a deep hunger to simply live.As I sat there, tears drying on my face, a lovely woman passed by. She smiled at me and nodded her head. Eagerly, starving for kindness, I returned the nod and felt a great smile break across my face.. " We hung up and I stopped by the secretary to thank her again before I left, headed for Denver.Two hours and five minutes later I walked into the offices where I expected to see Ian. He was actually waiting for me at the elevator when the doors opened. He had a young lady waiting with him; she was behind him and just to his side so I could see her clearly.He reached out to shake my hand. "Hello, Rob, I hope you haven't eaten yet. Hank is waiting for us at the restaurant. Do you need to set. As for my friends my best friend is a guy named chuck he is the catcher for our baseball team. I’m Dave and friends this is how my life began. It started the week before spring break of my senior year. I am like most kids my age, obsessed with girls, horny as shit, and you know can’t wait to get out of school. Do not get me wrong I am smart I just don’t want to be in school for the last couple weeks. I have been offered scholarships to a couple top tier schools, but for baseball not much else.. " "Brett, if you would like to...um.. call me sometime, here is my... phone number. You know, maybe we could... I don't know, go to dinner or something?" Maria said, acting and feeling very much like a young teen-aged girl asking to go out on her first real date.He smiled and slipped the phone number into his shirt pocket. Then he gave both girls a hug goodbye and they left.It was a couple days later when Maria was sitting at home watching some TV waiting for dinner to finish cooking. Suddenly.