I fall asleep into her arms. I woke up and saw Jenna sitting at the desk in our hotel room long smooth legs wrapped on each other, her signature black... polished toe nails, she tucked in a pair of black panties, and topless. Her big boobs look better every time I see them. Her dar hair was tied in a high ponytail and she was wearing her glasses, and working on her laptop. I was completely naked and in bed, so I wrapped myself in the white bed sheets and walked to her. She looked at me and smile. Her and George were engaged and busy planning their future. After a few months I figured I would never hear from her again.She messaged me telling me that she had been doing a lot of reminiscing on her college years and was wondering how I was doing. I replied with a quick update, leaving out the lesbian part out. I was not sure how she would take that. A few days later she replied that she and George were still married and she was living in her home city. She had a job as an ER Nurse and. “I still see forty-seven.”“God dammit, kid. I said you can’t see forty-seven. What fucking number do you see? Don’t give me any shit,” he barked.I was getting apprehensive, so I closed my eyes hoping that when I opened them I wouldn’t see forty-seven again. I knew he had the power to immediately grade me as “Good to Go to Viet Nam”. My heart was pounding as I opened my eyes. Fuck.“Well, kid, what’s the fucking number?”“Forty-seven?”“No, you little shit. The number is either forty-four or. . well, that and trying to fuck me into an early grave, of course,” I laughed and winked as we dried off now.“Well, first, let me feed you, bro. You’re not going to school hungry, lover. I’m basically your mom, at least for now, and I’d be a piss-poor one if I just let you go to school on an empty stomach. Besides, look at your watch or the clock and you’ll see that it’s still somewhat early, and I’m driving your ass to school, anyway. Fuck the bus, honey. I’m taking you to and from school for.