This sucked; the problem was my grades had slipped considerably and my relatives picking me up must know all about me. The other problem was I had a b...ug; I needed sex and was going crazy without it. At that stage in my life I did not own a dildo so I had to improvise. I would use 2 or 3 fingers, the handle of my comb, or I would even trick my dog with pizza. Most of my grades improved, but not enough to save my neck consequently I had to repeat the past year in school. Dad made me abide by his. I arched my spine and gave myself to him.He came off me and his lips were moist and hot as he kissed me and I tasted the juices of myself. I sucked out his tongue. He grappled with his pants and pushed them down below his ass. He penetrated my clitoris like a succulent clam, his penis moist and dripping juices, near liquefying my vagina. And I likened his gentle coupling to the sea, a wash of soft foamy waves, cresting and breaking over me. The very air was suffused with such humidity, it was. It meant a half hour each way on the MARTA train every day, but that was a hell of a lot better than fighting traffic all the way into the city.The workload was heavier at Tech; I was teaching three courses instead of two. But I didn't care. I had only one friend in Atlanta, had no interest in dating, and just wanted one day to pass into the next. I really wanted the world to just leave me the hell alone. Fuck Marla, fuck Tim, fuck them all.Thoughts of suicide entered my mind more than once;. She was missing her daughter. She was not comforted knowing that Marilee had adjusted so quickly into her new home, so far away. She wanted to be with her daughter, as much as it seemed impossible that Marilee might return to her in Kansas City."Oh, be assured, she very much misses both of you. She wants her parents. Oh yes, she does. But she's also aware how difficult it might be for you. She cannot return here, and that is a closed subject. So the choice becomes one of two very difficult.