MARTINEZ'S LOVE

and refused to pay my way through college. Instead, he asked me to go in search of a job and reduced my pocket money. My mother went along with the old man, so I worked for three years. In a fit of

By the last year, I had become wiser; I was better in spending; I was more ob

father had become satisfied with my change in behaviour. This time he was convinced

had the money to live in the dorm, but I had so little in common with the typical student there, the idea did not appeal to me. My parents solved my housing problem by offering me the same deal

It even had a separate entrance from the outside that led to an extension of the driveway where I could park the small car I'd just purc

are four of us Jenkins, my mom and dad (Linda and Keith), me, and my sister, Joyce. Joyce is fourteen month

six years together, and make no bones about how hot they still are for each other. When I was very much a teenager, they use to embarrass the hell

er systems. Joyce and I have always been best of friends as well as siblings. We were each other's confidants and great advisors on the opposite sex. Joyce, my Mum, and

faculty advisor, because I loved to ensure justice. I dated a guy during my first year of college, but mostly I concentr

human resources person at the hospital where Paul Ryan worked. Richard was a tall, handsome, robustly built, redhead with a hyped up sex drive. He felt sa

utation in the industry. John Weaver headed the company, and his partner Jake Wilson ably handled the business side. My main job at "The Broadcasting Service of Tenop" was as John's Personal Assistant. I

lege when we ended up in the same Effective Writing course. Martinez had a tall and

stand out in a crowd, whic

was stylish, and he had a perfect way of dressing. Martinez was very smart and as serious about his studies a

id he liked me and enjoyed being with me, but his ambitions for the future took first priority. I would discover that Martinez's ambitions always took priority. For the next nine months, Martinez an