I didn’t want to let go of that hug she gave me. I wanted to hold on to her body all night long. Theresa felt soft and huggable and soooo loveable t...o me that I easily could have told her how glorious it felt to hug her like we did. We said goodbye, smiling at one another as we did. “Hey, I had a wonderful time last night. Did you?” Theresa asked, interrupting me. “Ohhh hey Theresa,” I said, surprisingly. I smiled and looked right at her. My smile grew. “I did too. Really, I did too.” I didn’t. Instead of going straight home, I got off on Sahara to see if the car would follow me, and it did. I kept going, and crossed over the strip before getting on the 15 heading south. If it followed me, which I knew it would, then he was an idiot, or after me for some reason. I saw him slow to get into the turn lane, and I hit the gas. At the end of the on ramp, I was doing a hundred, and gaining speed. Then I opened it up to a hundred and fifty until I couldn’t see the car behind me. What was. Her response was sarcastic, but her eyes were not. ‘Well if it’s fate, then I guess I have to be your date.’ ‘Cindy!’ Theresa shrieked. Shrieking was the only sound Theresa made. ‘What the heck are you doing?’ ‘Theresa, chill out, okay? God.’ Cindy looked back at Martin, about to speak, but no words came. She looked him up and down. What did she see? She finally asked, ‘What’s your name?’ Oh fucking A, she didn’t even know his name. Well NOW he felt embarrassed. ‘Martin,’ he said. ‘Floyd.’ . Now,Simone, you must tell me what has been happening with you. You know, Iam awfully glad you came back to see us. I wondered if you had decidedto break contact with us after what happened." Well, after I left here to start university, I had to work prettyhard. And it took some adjustment too, over months, being with girls myown age. After all, I didn't have the same lot of memories growing upfemale as they all had. Then there were the boys. You had warned methat my looks would attract men and.