There are too many "TJs" in this house and I will not call my grandson a number..."{Simmo. He says the people at the kindergarden called him "Simmo".}...Suits. Come on Simmo, lets find that cot."Simmo held the spider up to his father's shoulder and as it quickly leapt off his hand, followed Berryl."Having one of those, would certainly make life easier" TJ Snr remarked and TJ II agreed.(Berryl had another interest in life as she recalled her parenting skills and her husband was able to experience. He checked his watch--6:00 AM. Per company policy, he would wait here for a half an hour to load passengers, then head upstate for his freight load.A couple of gay men approached, hand in hand. "Going to Chicago?" they asked."Yes. Do you have tickets?" No, I thought we could buy them from the driver." It's cheaper to buy them online, but, sure, I can sell you tickets. $150 newdollars apiece."They bought the tickets and boarded the truck, taking the elevator up to the passenger deck.A naked old. (Yes, there were others before her.) Nothing else happened that night.Time went on and we became closer and closer. She started coming over to my house and we were becoming very good friends. One night her husband was again out of town and we were watching a movie. She was lying on me; the girl in the movie had very big tits so I told Carol that I thought small tits were sexier as it was obvious she had small tits. She sat up, turned to me and pulled up her blouse and asked, "Well? what do you. It lasted for long minutes — or it could have been a few seconds — and it seemed like the world stood still.When we broke apart once more, Kris stared at my face and smiled as she reached up to wipe her lipstick from my face. Then she reminded me that we had better go. I looked at my watch, amazed at how late it was. At her dorm door, she turned and kissed me again, giving me a little hug before turning and almost running inside. I didn't walk to my dorm — I floated!For the next few weeks, we.