I picked a few different classes so it wouldn’t seem too weird that your new girlfriend also is the new girl in school who also happens to have all ...our same classes. I thought that that may be pushing it.’ Max explained. Daren nodded in agreement. ‘Yeah and after school I was thinking we should go get you some of your own clothes and some school supplies.’ ‘That sounds good.’ The warm water felt good and after he got out Daren felt better than he had in a long time. He didn’t know if it was. Angie was at the register.“I see you two have fixed things,” she said, taking the offered $10 bill and counting out my change.“Once I stopped acting like a jerk, yes.”“I haven’t seen her this happy since she started working here in August. Whatever you did, you must have done it exactly right.”I smiled, accepted my change, and left the diner. I certainly seemed to have done it right. And not just the lovemaking.April 2, 1992, Chicago, Illinois“Steve, do you have one second?” Jeri asked late on. Just enough to emphasize my light-grey eyes, a little shimmery purple eyeshadow, some dramatic eye liner, my favorite mascara, and then carefully outlining my lips and adding a light mauvy-pink lipstick, making them look full, shiny, and knowing that they are going to beg for his cock to be wrapped in them. Then I walk into the bedroom again, and start dressing.Putting the garter on and adjusting it to my waist size, strapping on the bra and accidentally on purpose twisting my nipples a little. Contemplating the ways I could torture and kill Dean Parker because I can’t sleep over, but not jealous!”“Four weeks from tomorrow,” I sighed. “I’m really sorry. I miss having you in my bed.”“And I miss being in your bed! And speaking of that, are we going to talk or fuck?”“I’d prefer to talk,” I replied.“Uh-oh,” Sandy said.“Trust me, it isn’t about you, and I’m not trying to send any subtle message to you.”“That thing with Angie is bugging you, isn’t it?” Sandy asked.“That’s part of it,” I.