She brushed her boobs on my hand again. I couldn’t control myself.I touched them and she closed her eyes. I groped her boobs with both my hands and ...squeezed them. She was feeling nice. I told her that I will lock the front door. Within a sec, I was back. I didn’t know whether she will allow me to fuck her but I had all that in my mind.I came back to my room and she was standing in a confused state. I went close to her, leaned her towards the bed and started to kiss her on her lips. She was not. "Marlene let out a heavy sigh and said, "Well kiddo, we'll leave you two alone so you can get settled in. Your dad and I are pretty exhausted from everything that's happened today, not to mention jet lag." Are you sure you don't want to stick around?" Lynn asked. "I can put on some coffee and we can talk some more." That sounds nice, thank you," Marlene said, "but I'd probably start snoring in the middle of our conversation. Can I take a raincheck?" Absolutely," Lynn said. "We really do. " Well, the hospital stay and the doctors' bills came to over $12,000. I didn't have that kind of money so I borrowed it." Oh, Janice! Why didn't you tell me? We could have worked out something."She ducked her head and the tears had begun to flow."No! No, I just couldn't do that. You've been too nice to me over the years. I couldn't ask you to bail me out again."I picked up her white-knuckled hand from my desk, holding it between both of my hands. I whispered my response."Janice, I thought you. . Laura wanted to speak to her, speak to this... wraith, this specter, this beautiful fantasy face. She suddenly realized why people usually exacerbated these kinds of problems, instead of backing off, or easing up. The urge to communicate was too fierce, too implacable. You had to say something. I have to say something to her. I have to tell her how sorry I am, at least. I have to let her know how hurt I am, too.But it was only vanity, Laura realized. The urge to communicate was very intense,.