" Don't bother; I'll be at the hospital."I parked in a Visitor space and was greeted by the receptionist with a prepared "guest" badge. I was "Dr. Gor...on Hollister." A young man with over-long hair in a too-tight jacket greeted me and offered a damp, limp hand. He led me to an elevator and pushed the top button. "Up with the big boys," he said. I didn't bother to say anything. He led me down a hallway to a double door, knocked and said: "Here he is," when it opened. There were large windows, a. .. I'm just getting another bottle of soda."I nodded."Hi Luke," she said as she passed him."Hey," he muttered as he ate another crisscross.We waited. She hurried.I could feel myself getting more and more upset as I ate and broke the pretzels. My eyes started itching, and I kept sniffling. My eyes started tearing. I knew what it was, I was about to start sobbing.I knew it was true when a big drop landed on the counter in front of me. I sniffled quickly, and tried to wipe my eyes. It didn't work. "Brad pulled out of me, and slammed back into me."You wanted to drop your load," I said. "Didn't you?"Brad picked up the pace, and I could hear his thighs slapping against my ass."Come on, I want you to drop your load in my mouth," I said, looking over my shoulder at him, and licking my lips.Brad smiled and nodded. "Baby get ready, here it comes."I slid off Brad, spun around, and knelt in front of him. I started stroking him, again with my tongue under the head."Just like that, baby," Brad. At least when I am around, she is a very caring and sympathetic person who is willing to look past people's shortcomings. She also claims she refuses to date until she enters college because she believes relationships in highschool lead nowhere. Perhaps this is why we have been able to become so close this past year, despite the age difference.For the past year I have lived with Katie and our parents as I finish college, and at some point Katie developed a routine of telling me how her day went.