Craig faced me with fascination and a tweak of something admiring. "Man, that's super kind of you." Huh?" Like, I don't know if I could do that with m...y own mother! You mustreally like her." She's great," I admitted. "She's the only foster mom I had who really cared about my feelings."He nodded. "She's lucky someone like you was around." Yea...." I sniffled, wondering what now. My school life, my sociallife was good as dead. All I wanted to do was to run off and bury myhead somewhere up a pony's. The fact is I'm not the same person that I once was. High school Nyx is gone. College and older Nyx is here. Wiser Nyx is here.Let me rewind the clock. I used to struggle a lot with sadness. But recently I haven't been super sad like I used to be back in 2014. But if you're going through that recently in 2021 I encountered a song by P!nk called F**kin' Perfect. It's a great song I strongly suggest you listen to itWhen I was a Christian I was Republican and all for anti-abortion and a bunch of. I went out to the sun room and he was standing there waging his tail and looking up at me, like what were you guys doing out there? I reached down to pet his head, forgetting that the scent of Amy’s pussy was still on my hands. He went wild licking my fingers; I could see that he really liked the taste. I also saw that he was getting aroused, his big cock was sticking out a little from its sheath. Blackjack licked all the pussy juices off my fingers, so I decided to try a little deception. Perhaps more humane than those that would claim superiority. I wouldgladly join you." A sudden cold shiver hit as she took in his words. He knew... and yet,he had accepted 'her' clumsy invitation. With a bark of laughter heoffered his arm to her and despite the surreal feeling she gently tookit and led the way back to the rug, which was thankfully as she had leftit. It seemed unbelievably odd to have a man, shorter than herself and atotal stranger, sitting beside her on her first New Years. He.