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I wasn’t sure, but I honestly thought a big part of it was her knowing I still, somewhere, was crazy in love with her, and she took my feelings into account and didn’t want to bring him around. After all, when I did see him it would just remind me of my own inadequacy, how that led me to do what I did, how much of a monster I was, and how I didn’t deserve her even though this piece of laundry lint somehow got to be with her. Chris and Jerome had to have known everything about us by the new school year. Both were surprised to see that I was still living with them when they came back in September. Both were staying to do their graduate studies in something or another. I really didn’t ask. I don’t think I even could have, at least in Chris’ case. At this point Chris clearly disliked me more than Molly did. When I spoke or hung out with them, he would become eerily quiet and lose his flamboyancy, and look in every direction but mine. I knew he had some frank discussions with Molly about me, and was the foremost advocate for giving me the boot. Realistically, she should have a long time ago. The ‘friendship’ I had with Molly was a corpse of the one we used to have, but the phrase ‘I didn’t deserve her’ was the understatement of the century. I was the luckiest guy in the world to still even be her friend. She even got to talking to me again about her life. It was early October when she started, after it was clear Chris was dealing with some shit of his own. I tried sexy to ask Chris about it, but understandably, he blew me off. From there on in, I kind of became Molly’s diary for a bit. It was clear she was holding some stuff in and Chris was unavailable for a while before she turned to me. Selfishly, I kind of enjoyed it – when she started opening up to me about her life, it was like old gagging times. Still, I was more respectful to her feelings now, and I hoped that reflected in how I talked to her. I think it did, given she seemed appreciative of my time, even if I had to be available at a moment’s notice and it was all-too-clear if I ever tried to tell her about my life, she’d not care or change the subject. In anyone else, I’d have called that selfishness. In our unique case? Fair enough. When she started, it was the small things – how she felt about a class or a person, or even a friend. In my trademark style, I’d talk back to her, and offer her perspectives outside of her own. Sometimes blonde she’d quietly thank me and leave, other times she seemed to find my responses fascinating and ask me follow-up questions. The first time she gave me a shy half-smile and said, “I appreciate you,” before leaving, doggystyle my heart became a mess of flutters. I was downright pathetic, but Molly was the kind of girl I felt okay feeling pathetic for, even if it was clear the feelings would never be mutual. I just liked feeling it for her at this point, she could be with someone else. I blowjob even found myself feeling okay about the fact that Carson was alive. I still felt inadequate, but they could do their thing. There was a turning point for that, too. One day in late October I was writing up a paper when Molly burst into the room, breathing heavily, head shaking. Even her bursting into the room was unnatural – Molly always knocked. Always. “I’m sorry.” she began flusteredly. “We need to talk. I was standing on the stage when the music started so I started dancing. They chatted on the Ararat's deck, the warm ocean breeze caressing their sun speckled skins until slowly drowsiness took hold of them. It squeezed and then ran down to my thigh. "It's so weird though, how different they are from Betty," I said. 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With a groan of protest and a devastated, pleading look asking for forgiveness from his wife, the man gripped the Arab girl's ass cheeks and held her fast sexy against his body. They were... part of the great machine of our planet. "We know far more than you think." Not wanting to be exposed any longer she stepped back in the stairwell and looked at the result. Grinning, I gave her male sycophants quick commands to enjoy her body whenever they wanted, to not care if they were seen, then I scampered into the main building. “Tori, you were dreaming again, are you okay,” she asked? I will contact you later to let you know what you are to do. I hate to just get laid and run, but I have a full day.” She wraps her arm around my back.