” Heather replied around a yawn, and began to drag a brush through her waist-length hair. As she dressed, feeling incredibly nervous to meet the men... who would soon become her family, her mother called the school to inform them she’d no longer be attending, and then the apartment manager to let them know she was moving out. Heather heard her scoff when the manager warned her of a penalty fee for breaking their lease agreement, and she replied, “Yes we’ll pay whatever. I’m leaving all my. I peered through the crack on the side of the stall door to see who it was, and through the reflection of one of the mirrors across the room from the stall I could see Jessi, crying just infront of the sink, her head down and her darker hair half covering her face. I heard soft whimper from her, and I could tell she was completely torn apart, even more than she let on. Her head dropped a little more as she began to cry harder, so she moved into the stall next to me and must have wanted to sit. I inhale the scent of your skin; its spicy scent lingers in my nose and all I smell is you. I kiss your neck and shoulders tasting the sweet saltiness of you skin on my lips. I slowly pull the sheets down your body and your beautiful full breasts are exposed. Your nipples stand up from the chill of the night air and I lightly rub them with my fingertips. Your head rolls to the side and a sigh escapes your lips. I’m not sure if you’re awake but I just can’t get enough of you. Your face is an. The only way for me to get any more rest at all was to put some songs on and eventually fall asleep again. The CD was one that I had made of the song, "I Think I'll Go Somewhere and Cry Myself to Sleep." It was the only song and it had twenty-one repeats on the CD.It was two-eleven when I put it on and started it playing. Sometime before the eighty minutes were up and it shut off, my bedroom door opened and Gail crawled into my bed. She put her arm over me and snuggled down and I went into.