Man I was fucking scared. I was soooo scared. I paced and paced. Then the doorbell rang at 2:55. I looked at the microwave as it rang and I remember. ...I looked at the outline of Ron in the doorway curtain and my cock twitched as I walked nervously to answer it. "Heyyyyyyyyy" he said as I opened the door. "What's up dude!" he said. "Let me go and get my gear" My heart pounded. I watched him get all his stuff and bring it into my garage. I closed to door as he began to set up. "Nice kit" he said. At least I assumed that it was only the day before that I'd been struck. Shrugging, I started to walk on. After awhile, I started to find things familiar and realized where I was at. I smiled, feeling a little relieved for a change. I started heading towards the store, hoping that I could find Anne or someone else there that might believe I was me. I knew it was a longshot, but I didn't seem to have any other chance. Something that struck me odd, was when I got to the store, I saw that the big. The hospital i worked at had a crew of mainly women cleaners mainly in their forties. one in particular caught my eye. Stephanie was going thru a divorce and by using me as a distraction used to flirt like mad with me, although i too was considered a flirt with all the ladies. Well after i left the job, we kept in touch, and a year or so later i decided it would be about time tat i learned to drive. Steph offered to give me some lessons. So most nights she would pick me up and take me for a. ” “No,” Tommy replied as he got up and followed Kara into the bedroom. *** That night, when Kara and her father were having dinner, he asked, “Well, did you see Tommy this morning?” “Uh huh.” “Are you going to tell me about it?” Kara had never talked to her father about being with boys. “Nothing to tell.” “Well, if you don't want to talk about it, you don't have to.” “I do, but just not yet.” “Well, whenever then.” For the rest of the evening they talked about other things. But when Kara went.