You’re more than just enough, I want to be around you. Okay?”Chris smiled slightly. “Okay.” he told me. “Thanks. You’re a sweetheart.”I ...ould tell it wasn’t enough to quell the storms of pain he was feeling, but I doubt there was anything I could say that would quell them at this point. Chris deserved love just as much as anyone else, and God knows he wasn’t getting it. Hell, everyone deserved love. That included myself, and that included Molly. The trouble was, we all didn’t know what we. Then before going to bed mom told me she was going to take a couple of sleeping pills, because of the storm. “I just don’t think I can sleep tonight, alone with this storm if I don’t” She said. I was a bit worried Not that I thought that four pills would do her any real harm but still…So about an hour after she went to bed I slipped down the hall from my room to hers. In spite of the storm it was a hot night and she was laying there in just a pair of torn panties, no bra, with the sheet thrown. It was the sort of support that would probably never get recognized and complimented by medal or award, but was vital for the morale of the troops that were often forgotten when the danger had subsided.I reclined against a bale of cotton watching a pair of young Virginian girls bending over and stirring the fresh meat into the soup pot to make it stretch a little bit further. I confess my interest was taken by their youthful buttocks moving sensuously and without constriction of corset or. You have to admit, going to a new school and meeting new friends would be quite exciting. But for the moment, you had yet to see anyone in this place. In fact, the only person you could see was a prim woman with horn-rimmed glasses sat at what must be the reception, oblivious to your existence.You start to walk over to her, your tall heels clicking as you go. Reaching the desk, you gently announce yourself with a cough. The woman looks up, nonchalant, and starts to look back down, but does a.