To the Reader who just said "shit..." thanks for the 'constructive' review. Ass.---Chapter 2---Author's Note: For those who don't know and don't care,... or may get confused - 'Manga' is a Japanese-style comic book. 'Series' means that usually the manga is based on a different thing, like American comics (Batman, Superman, etc.) so 'Series' would be having every single book on a certain thing. It doesn't really matter if you understand this.---The next day was rather awkward on my end. Mom had. He could now die happy. In the darkness she let her guard down. When he reached out she eased into him. He first kissed her eyelids in turn with soft, sweet, tender butterfly kisses, her fingers gripped his skin in fear as to be treated like this was foreign to her. Men were rough and fast, this tenderness was different. Then his nose touched hers and his hand stroked her hair with a gentleness she had only heard of in the pews of a church, but never experienced. He moved his mouth to her ear. The plan was to get a room after lunch but it turns out she had a meeting at work that she couldn't miss. So we went to her car and talked some more.Disappointed that I wasn't going to fuck her that day I figured at least we can make out and I could possibly get a blow job out of it. So after some more talking I lean in and kiss her. She responded back and we were making out. I reached under her dress and squeezed her breast. She stopped me saying the security guard for the parking lot was. They concluded that the thief would have been someone who had access to the motel, but is likely gone by now, hence they’d be unlikely to actually find the person who robbed me.While I’m now normally a decisive person, who generally knows what to do and when to do it, at this point I was just in a state of shock and didn’t know what to do at the time. That said, I was basically open to any suggestion that would come my way.Still in a state of dazed confusion about what just happened, I went to.