Such is Life 8
Date: 11/7/2017, Categories: Fiction, Romance, Author: Pussyeeter, Source: sexstories.com
Jump ahead to almost an entire year since she I met at the pool. Courtney and I had already celebrated my 22nd birthday, and her 19th birthday. Our friendship had gotten Rock solid, and very very strong. We were best friends now. It was just like it was with me and Janine, minus the sex. We joked around and had so much fun. She also went on a ride along with me one time. She had a job and she worked a lot. She made more money than I did. She didn't work as much as I did, but she worked. I had no clue as to what she did, but she clearly got paid well to do it. I never asked her what she did, I just didn't think it was all that important. She still lived in her appartment with her roommates, but spent a lot of time and nights at my house, basically she might as well had been living with me. God I wished she would move in with me. She also had rekindled her relationship with her mom. They weren't close after her dad and her got divorced, but now they were very very close. They spent a lot of time together and her mom kept hounding her to date me. She knew that her mom loved the hell out of me, but she didn't tell her that we were seeing each other on a regular basis. Since her mom loved me so much, she wanted to wait to see where it went before she decided to break the news to her. You know, surprise her basically. When ever I ran into the both of them while on patrol, she would text me and tell me to act like I hadn't seen her in a while. She wanted me to act like we ... weren't seeing each other. I started getting use to having her around all the time and I was also loving it. She had become very very touchy feely and clingy. I loved it! We spent a lot of nights snuggled on the couch together watching movies. Were there feelings? Bigger than shit! I really, really liked her. I wanted to be her man, but I also didn't want to chase her away. I really hoped that she felt the same way about me. I suspected that she might from how she treated me, how she talked to me, but mostly from how she looked at me, and how touchy feely she was. Let me just cut through the bull shit, I had strong feelings for her. I never expected it, but it is what it is. The only difference was that I knew what the feelings were this time. I wasn't as young as I was when I had these feelings for her sister. During that time and the time following, she or I never dated anyone. It got to the point that she and I were always together, always. She worked nights and so did I, that just made it easier to see each other. Another thing that I noticed was that her sadness started to go away. Her poems started to get more and more, I don't know, more happy I guess. During all that time she spent a lot of hours talking to me about how she felt about her sisters death. As that time progressed, she had gotten to where she could talk about it without crying. She then got to the point that she finally started to come to terms with it. I cannot tell you how proud I was of her and what she ...