This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to anyone living, dead, or undead is totally coincidental. Anyone who thinks otherwise needs to get a lif...e. Comments and thoughtful critiques may be sent to [email protected]; flames will be deleted with extreme prejudice. This story may be archived on any site provided that it is a free site. If it is ever found on a pay site, the pay site administrators will be prostituted to the fullest extent of the. It was a couple of weeks later I had gone for a night out with some students to a local pub I saw Julie sitting in the lounge chatting to a older lady after the lady had left I went to the bar and got a glass of wine which I took to Julie’s table she smiled ‘I came to apologize for the chat up line I don’t normally do that but I’m looking for my Mother’ I explained about the adoption and finally mentioned the locket she sat in silence when she asked to see it the effect was electric. Has soon. It is an almost uncontrollable, irrepressible part of her personality. She has to flirt. She enjoys the attention guys give her and is always pleased and thrilled. She approached the biology instructor and introduced herself. She told him she thought she remembered him from college. He told her she was correct and introduced himself. His name was John. Regina asked, “Is your wife here with you for the bike rides?” He replied, “No, she really doesn’t enjoy biking. I’m spending the weekend at the. She looked like a deer standing frozen in the middle of the road, caught in the headlights of a Mack truck that was bearing down on it. I could see she was contemplating whether she should run or try to kick my butt. I just stared back as the moment became decidedly awkward.“Get the hell away from me,” she blurted.I held up my hands and stood up. I slowly backed up, and then she saw my friends all with big smiles on their faces and Tracy with her phone out, recording our encounter. The girl.