It feels like forever but finally I receive the “I’m here” text.My heart is racing as I go down stairs, there she is… in a white dress with he...r blonde hair in the sun. She looks at me and says hi and I reply as well and we hug. I cant believe she is actually here after thinking she was going to bail. I can see she isnt wearing a bra and her cleavage is massive in this dress. We proceed to smoke together though I am already high and I am rubbing her leg while we do. This is already making me. "You arranged for me to see a doctor, so I won't end up pregnant, just in case I decide to screw some guy to get back at my mom?" she repeated back to me.I cringed. Maybe I had overstepped on this. But I sincerely didn't want her to end up with an unwanted pregnancy."And just what makes you think my sex life is any of your business?" Amy asked, slightly irritated that a boy would even dare to bring it up."Amy, is anything I said, inaccurate or untrue?" Ah ... no. I guess not," she finally. "Tell me what happened fourteen years ago," Jordan said.Angel had never told anyone about her encounter with Coach Bills, even though it was often on her mind and she didn't think now was a good time to start."Take your time," Jordan said with encouragement.Angel knew Jordan knew more things about her and her life than he was letting on. "Why don't you tell me what you already know so I don't waste my breath," She said, realizing she was dying for another smoke.Jordan could tell she wanted a. .but is that it? That can't be the deal," I added."I'll give or do whatever you want... if you have some more fun with me?"she asked."Fun? What are you talking about? What do you mean by fun?" I asked."I have you and Neil. The two best sons any single mother could ask for.I wouldn't trade you for the world. But sometimes when I'm watching amovie or tv show or when I see a mother and daughter at work, I sometimeswish I had a daughter of my own. Someone I could go shopping with.Someone I can talk.