I struggled to keep from crying as I walked down to the other end of the terminal and found my gate. I handed my ticket to the agent. ‘You can go r...ight on board.’ ‘How much longer can I wait here?’ ‘Ma’am, you need to board immediately.’ ‘Five minutes! Please?’ She frowned. ‘Five minutes, but if we close the doors, you’ll be out of luck.’ I stood in the middle of the corridor, turning from one side to the other every few seconds. I scrutinized the face of every dark-haired man I could see,. "Great, then tomorrow night, it is!" Jake exclaimed. Michael woke out of his daze and said, "wait a minute, can we make it in the early afternoon? I've got something to do, later." "Sure anything you say Mikey." Jake replied. Usually Michael hated being called "Mikey". It was that Life Cereal commercial. He hated it. But for some reason, Jake saying it was ok. Jenny thought to herself, "hook, line, and sinker". She was getting her revenge. It was so well crafted. Liz, Jake, and Michael were. " Did I kill the woman I was convicted of murdering?" I added. "No, and as a college graduate with honors from my school, I should hope that in the extremely unlikely event that I would ever have been forced to commit a murder, that I would have done it in by far the stupidest method I've ever heard of? Do I like it here as an inmate, trapped for life? No, not really, but what good would complaining do? Do I blame my parents? Not particularly for my being here today - I blame them for many. She squatted down and reached betweenthe bars to pick up my dum-dums, then clipped the plastic chain to thelacy collar of my bib. I turned to watch her, trying not to look obviouswhen I discretely glanced between her slender parted thighs. I caught aglimpse of the shiny red gusset of her tiny g-string panties before shestood upright, which produced the usual turgid reaction inside my nappy."Look! Here comes Annette," Jill cried, pointing towards the street. "HiAnnie!" Fragments of my erotic.