Word gets around. The fact that you’re like a butterfly, flitting from girl to girl actually makes you more attractive to some girls, because it mea...ns you don’t want to get too serious too fast.”“If you say so.”“It will be different when you get to college. If you get a reputation like that there, you’ll have girls crawling all over you to have fun without commitment being on the stormy horizon. You’ll have all the sex you could hope for.”“I don’t want to just have sex,” I said. “I want to have. The doc tells me to lower my triglycerides, though I'm not givin' up my French fries for nobody. Cut back, yes. Give 'em up, hell no! Yeah, I'm still a hillbilly from West Virginia," he grinned as he proudly admitted his background."Yankee, you mean," I picked on him again."I thought those were in New York and New England," he stuck out his tongue as we walked to the restaurant."I still say that you're a Yankee. You say 'soda' instead of 'coke'. That's Yankee talk," I continued teasing him. She tasted sweet, like peppermint, and I was glad they'd disconnected that stupid heart monitor because I probably would have broken it right then.We made out for five minutes and the only reason we stopped was because our parents were back."Do you feel like getting out of bed?" Mr. Carpenter wondered, smiling like he already knew the answer."I'll see if I can track down a wheelchair," Dad said."What's going on?" Molly asked, echoing my thoughts exactly.Two nurses were already coming into the. Yes, the aging process had not caused her to put on some weight but Joy carry’s it well. Her jet black hair now shows quite a bit of gray but her green eyes will consume you! I like to call them “bedroom eyes.”Joy’s breasts are half the size of her daughter. The only parts of her body that is not a milky white are her arms, neck and face. I don’t think she has worn shorts or bathing suit more than three times since she turned sixty. If you were to meet her you would at first think she is a bit.