Most of his clothes were still in the bedroom, of course, a tooth brush of his sitting in the bathroom, even his smell lingered round the place, I swe...r. I sat on the floor for a while, not wanting to use the sofa we'd shared – well, before he'd ended up in the wheelchair – not really wishing to do anything very much ... trying not to remember and remembering all the same. I'd loved the guy more deeply than I'd ever imagined loving anyone; he was gone; I had to live with it. Or without it, I. The only thing that makes him different from Jimmy, is that he was born on the other side of town, and he has to work for everything he gets." You forgot something. My companions are different." No different than Jimmy's on occasion when he wants to swing, or Gerald or Whitey's, and who's that other boy who always hangs out over there?" Ron Biltmore," Troy volunteered."Yes. Now, Cathy has gone out with Wayne, and Ron. I don't know about Whitey." Whitey only goes out with girls who put out."June. It’s the only way you’ll agree to, to let me inside you. If that’s what I’ve got to do, that’s what I’ll do.” Alana kissed Brandon. “You’re such a dear. Kind of a pervert, but a dear.” While Brandon was fretting about the coming evening, Alana was tingling with excited anticipation. At six feet and two hundred pounds, Brandon was plenty of man for her, and what he had between his legs was also quite satisfactory. But, Alana thought, is one man ever really enough? It isn’t just a question of. For the moment I kept silent. I didn't want to risk any rumors or storiesThad might spread about me and even though they would all be mostlyfabricated lies it wouldn't matter. And, I didn't want to risk a beatingeither!***My stomach was in knots and I felt weak and faint all the way back to myaunt's house. She met us at the door and Thad played the part as ifnothing happened. Madge was happy that we had such a "fun" time and soonthe evening passed. But Thad made sure to call the next day to.