I bypassed making a promised not to go far. “Sorry, Cutie,” I halfheartedly apologized. Undersized jumpseats were positioned slightly above and behind the front bucket seats. She was nervous but seemed genuinely intrigued by my situation. “Hey Scott, who are your friends,” I asked. It was not a subject a girl of sixteen would want to discuss with a guy of nineteen. I then descended an equally vertical passage as I had come up. Why neither I nor either of them thought to use protection was a mystery. “I wish I had a girl willing to kiss me. I speed to my classes in a motorized wheelchair and have the campus as my racetrack. We dressed and walked to the exit door. He did my heavy lifting and was very handy as a go-fer. “Jack, is that clock accurate?” Brandi alarmingly inquired. “That machine is so much bigger than the one you’re in,” she remarked. Through sniffling tears she implored, “Jack, I know I promised this would be a onetime betrayal, but Mister if you don’t kiss
