"I felt so empty inside before now."As Paul slowly cracked his eyes open, he looked up and saw his mothersmiling down at him. "Good morning." "Mom!" P...aul shouted as he pushed his skirt down to keep his panties frombeing show. "I meant to change..." "You slept in those clothes?" Paul's mom said as she crouched down in herwhite Tee-shirt with the Pepsi symbol on it and a pair of blue denimshorts. "Leave me alone.." Paul said, breaking into tears. His mom grabbed himbefore he could get up and run. (Actually I was still a frustrated virgin at that point.) A friend of mine did get into her panties, and when the story of her having AIDS got out, he lived in terror for a couple of years, undergoing test after test until he was clearly out of danger.My parents were among those who were greatly concerned about the feared epidemic. I heard them worriedly discussing it and casting wondering eyes in my direction. However, I was totally unprepared for the solution to the dilemma that they finally. She’d slept with the iPhone clutched in her hand, in case the lights went out and left her in dreaded darkness. Her flannel shirt; neatly folded and placed atop the tote bag had served as a makeshift pillow. She slept with her boots on, ready to flee down the passageway if push came to shove. The floor proved miserably hard as a mattress.After discovering the corridor notches last night, she had returned to Leda’s suite and examined the exterior wall, discovering a notch above the balcony door.. Got it?”I smiled, “Okay.” She then stripped bare and we returned to what we had been doing, with an extra drive for silence that each of us broke only once. At 5:15 we lay there exhausted and Sandra dressed to leave, and we heard someone slinking off down the hall.“That’s Pete, I think,” she said. “I’ll leave in a couple of minutes.”“I’ll miss you.”“Kiss me then.”After she left, I went and knocked on Janet’s door.“Come in,” so I did, and she smiled, “I know what you two were doing.”“I’m sure it.