I quickly glance at the clock. I hadn't expected you to arrive already, but it seems I've lost track of time. I hop off the bed and dash to the door."...addy!" I exclaim as you walk through the door. I throw my arms around your neck. I've missed you very much since you left this morning."Hello, Princess," you reply in your calm, comforting voice. As relieving as your voice sounds, I can hear a bit of disappointment in your tone. I look over your face. Your expression isn't as warm and loving as. Not even the girl.We're opposites. I'm shy, he's outgoing. I'm single all the time, he always has a girl. I'm nice, he's an ass. I could go on forever. Worst part, we share a room. My parents got sued out the ass and we lost our nice three bedroom, two bathroom house in the country and had to move into a two bedroom, one bathroom duplex in the hood. We also lost our Hummer. Eric is lucky enough to own his own jeep. I lost my permit due to low class grades and poor attendance, so no car for. Have you done it that way?"She shook her head. "No ... Rich -- I feel so comfortable with you -- I can talk to you about this sort of thing ... suggest things I couldn't with younger guys..." She looked into his face. "Did I say something wrong?" Not in the least."Rich grasped the base of his organ. Gretchen swung her leg over him and he guided himself into her. She lowered herself onto him and let out a soft groan. "Oh, Rich -- this feels so good. Everything has felt so good." He locked his. He watched them for a few seconds and overheard the girl say, “That’s the house, Papá.”It was impossible to tell if they were friendly. Clark was willing to give them the benefit of the doubt. “Good day, folks,” he announced.Startled, the man quickly turned, dropping his bundle and trying to spot the voice and gauge the threat. His eyes were bulging; the whites in his eyes glaring fiercely. Instinctively, he stepped in front of the boy and child, brandishing a long staff ready to defend them.