"There's better ways than having sex to find out if someone really loves you," Mom said. "I wasn't very smart about it and your father, well, I think ...he was doing the same thing." What? Like testing you?" Yeah," she nodded. "He figured if I let him ... love me ... then that meant I really loved him, see?" But it worked, right?" I teased her a little and Mom smiled."Yeah. It worked," she smiled."Hmmm..." I sighed, sitting back and wondering what all that really meant to me and my situation with. ‘be killed’ he thought, drew his trusty thin knife and short sword, and crept forward. Tematha went with him, took his knife and smiled. She didn’t have to speak, she was going to fight for herself; she wasn’t going to be anybody else’s plaything.The guard at the camp was dozing; Ling picked up a stone and threw it high and hard. As luck had it, it hit one of the men creeping towards the camp. It hit the man’s helmet and made a clang. The guard woke, saw the enemy and shouted. The attackers. I didn't like it when John would make his "big dick" comments and jokes around Amy, but she told me she didn't pay any attention to him and truth be told, she really couldn't stand John.I have a 5.5" dick and with Amy being so petite, it always seemed to do the trick. I was only the third guy she'd ever been with and only her second boyfriend - maybe my guard was just down but who knows.Anyway, one Friday night, Amy and I were hanging out in my dorm room drinking, smoking some weed and watching. ‘I didn’t know he was still out there, Elena. I’m sorry.’ She shrugged, but she didn’t roll her eye at me. ‘It’s whatever.’ I sat in uncomfortable silence for several minutes. ‘Have you spoken to your foster mother?’ ‘The po-pos spoke to her. They told me that she said she didn’t want to foster me anymore.’ she snorted in disgust. ‘Fucking Christians. They’re all the same. Fake as hell.’ ‘She hasn’t come to see you?’ ‘Nope. And I’d spit in her face if she did. Called me a whore yesterday..