My eyes find a large, circular sculpture on a low pedestal and I walk to it. This obviously must be his own work. I'm impressed as I examine the smoot...h geometric shape, glossed a deep green from the look of it. "Still one of my favorites," Eugene says, handing me a bottle. I've never tried Blue Moon before, but I take a swig. Tasty. "So this is yours," I state. "Mmhmm," he hums, drinking from his own bottle. "Did that a couple years ago." "It's flawless," I comment. "Thank you," he smiles. And if my life was a Literotica story, this would be when I would make my move by wiping her tears away and professing my love for her. She would respond by kissing me before leading me to the bedroom for some mind-blowing sex.Unfortunately, this is real life and I timidly kept my mouth shut. After about four months, the tears ran out. Rubbing her eyes dry, mom stood up and announced to everyone and no one in particular, "I'm done crying and feeling sorry for myself." And she was. "No more. WHILE I WAS AT WORK TODAY MY BOSS ASKED ME TO COME INTO HIS OFFICE, HE NEEDED TO SPEAK TO ME ABOUT MY FUTURE WITH THE COMPANY. AFTER TELLING ME WHAT A GREAT JOB I WAS DOING HE SAID HE WAS PUTTING ME IN FOR A PROMOTION. I THANKED HIM AND GAVE HIM A HUG AND I NOTICED THAT HIS COCK WAS HARD AS A ROCK AND HONEY IT FELT LIKE HE HAD A BASEBALL BAT IN HIS PANTS. I TRIED TO PRETEND I DIDN'T FEEL IT AGAINST MY BODY BUT WHEN HE MOVED BACK I STARED AT HIS CROTCH. I COULDN'T TAKE MY EYES OFF OF THE BULDGE. " Upon Sophia's perplexed look, he explained, "Sophia, it was like I had no pulse before, and you... you deserved so much more than what I gave you. You truly are a wonderful person, you know."Sophia stopped walking and looked up into Trevor's eyes. She'd never heard him say such things before. Without questioning or reasoning, she simply reached over and took his hand. The love she had felt for him had gone through a metamorphosis, and she didn't feel awkward being in physical contact with.