"I know," she says. "I'll make sure I get ahead of schedule so there's plenty of time for us when you get back." OH, I do hate going." Yes, I hate you... going too..." Look it's time." I know."We hug tight once more, kiss and part. I turn one last time on the threshold of the office door. Jenny waves one last time and blows me a kiss.I smile and turn away.Inside the Reception Area I find my bags and also find, to my great surprise that I am first to arrive.The Receptionist shows me to the meeting. “Is that an offer?” he asked.She just ignored him and went back to work.She slipped into the coffee shop, getting ready to change for the bus ride to her car.Her outfit consisted of another of those short shorts that looked painted on, with less inseam than even the yellow ones. The sides rode about 2 inches higher than the crotch. Like the previous day, she was wearing a pair of suspender pantyhose underneath. These pantyhose were the same hot-pink as the shorts. A light pink tube top. “You notice boys already I bet?”Sam nodded.“You have some you ‘like’?”Sam just smiled slightly.“Guess so. But they don’t like you -- not the same way.”“They don’t even see me,” said Sam.“Yeah, I can imagine. Must be hard. But you have all the same desires as a popular girl. The same desire for love. But also a bit of warmth between the legs, I’d bet?”Sam smiled and poked him with her elbow.“I’ve often wondered what it’s like, being a girl and what you’re aware of when things change down between. It made me really horny. Sohorny. Sorry."I shrugged. "I know. No reason to be upset about it, right? It's herfault." Was I referring to Nadine. Or Stephanie."Right," she replied, visibly relieved that I wasn't mad at her. Then thephone in her bag chirped. Pulling it out, she looked at the screen. "It'smy mom. She wants me to come home right now and help with dinner." Sheput the phone back in the bag and stood up.My pulse jumped into overdrive. "Wait! What? You're going home?" My heartbegan.