"The shrink told me that it was a mild or serious case of bipolar disorder, and talented though I was, I couldn't fix it. Even worse, she couldn't fix...it either. I finally figured out that she just couldn't stand the pressure of being close to someone. When she had those spells, I would send her off by herself for a few hours or a day, and she would come back delighted to see me again. It was always a disappointment because we enjoyed the same things, even kinky movies, and I liked her." Did. Up until our third k**, things were still great. As long as she was trying to get pregnant, I got it whenever and however I wanted. When she was ovulating, of course we had regular sex, but outside of that box, it was blowjob heaven, anal heaven, pussy to mouth and once even ass to mouth (though she was drunk at the time). Then it all changed. Maybe it was my financial stress of supporting four other people. Maybe it was the fact that she was tired. Maybe there was some drop of desire on her. Seeing the expressions on their faces, they suddenly broke down laughing."The Matt Sorenson curse strikes again," said Matt."What do you mean?" asked Lissa."Just that all my first dates turn out to be disasters. No wonder I can't get a girlfriend. I'm really sorry about that, Lissa. I had no idea what kind of party it was going to be, really." I believe you," she smiled.Matt sighed. "So ... do you want to go get a bite to eat or something?"Lissa considered. She had been shocked to see what was. I was also excusedfrom Physical Education. We boxed up all of Tommy's and my father'sclothes and gave them to the church.Now I'm in a new Junior HS and already I'm taking time off. My father'sremains arrived and being it a closed casket I only took two days fromschool. He arrived on Thursday so the viewing started Friday night,Saturday afternoon/night, Sunday afternoon/night and Monday Morning hisburial. The day of the burial I took the entire bunch of photo's of Tommywe had around the house in.