Leaving me sitting on the couch, thinking and pondering on what had just occurred.About a week later another Knock on my door and it again was Janell...e, As soon as I opened the door she walked in without my inviting her and said Arthur, I need you to fuck me.Well I certainly wasn't join to argue with that request! So I said ok, lets go to my bedroom. When we got there she didn't hesitate to disrobe, I gazed upon her lovely body, As I also removed my own clothing. Having already experienced her. . Tears slowly come to eye, then steadily run down to kiss my chin, but still I clutch his hand. Looking aside, I’m desperate in seeking out comfort to my mother, but she can’t bear to face me. She looks forlorn out the window, already damning as lost and beyond her acknowledgement. I think this is the first time I truly broke and the first time he ever put me back together. There was the sun leaking through the laced curtains then, accenting his smile and showing me what hope there still was. No forty bucks. “The damn bitch,” he said aloud.He showered, shaved and dressed. The aspirin was rumbling in his stomach, doing more work there than on his head. He winked at his watch on the table by the bed He sneaked another glance at it. Two-twenty. Then a hunch hit him for some odd reason. He whipped out his wallet and opened it.There was a note all right in his wallet! “IOU $l20. Thanks, darling. We have a trip to make. Please bring a small overnight bag. Be here at. She arrived on time and we went up to one of the study rooms where we wouldn’t be disturbed. I looked around, trying to spot the camera but couldn’t. We sat on the couch and I pretended to study, all the while checking out Andrea. She had black hair and blue eyes, my favorite combination. Her body was nice but nothing special. After a few minutes I put my hand on her leg, and she didn’t move it. I looked at her and she smiled. Slowly I moved my lips to hers and kissed her. Her hands.