Miranda: Tangled Emotions

Eventually, Miranda and I had to address the elephant in the room...her boyfriend.

While we had enjoyed each others' bodies, I confronted Miranda while we were in the shower together and inquired about her boyfriend she lived with. She was successful at distracting me by thoroughly washing my cock with her small soapy hands. I had to stop her and ask again. She hugged me and looked up at me with sad brown eyes. She told me that they were in the process of breaking up but it was difficult since they lived together. We kissed and toweled off. Time was against us since I needed to go to class and she needed to get back to her apartment before her boyfriend returned from a trip. I drove her back, we did make out a little with a promise to call me when she could.

I went to class in a daze and fatigue. I finished up class, made some lunch and took a short nap. I was on call starting from 6pm to 6am. I waited to hear from Miranda in hopes I wouldn't get any work calls. Sadly, the calls came often and early. I helped an elderly couple that locked their keys in the car. Another was a very cute girl who had somehow locked her keys in the trunk of her car. She was very sweet and we talked for several minutes until I got another page call. Somehow she felt compelled to give me her phone number. I took it but my mind was still on Miranda. I went out to help another drunk with opening her apartment. The girl was in very bad shape. I waited for her to finish. I watched patiently as she fumbled for money. She didn't have enough and I was wanting to go. I told her it was enough as she tried to say she had money back in her room. She wanted to string me along but I told we were good and I left. I drove back quickly. As I was driving, I began to wonder if Miranda had a job because we had never talked about it. I thought it best to wait to ask.

I went to class in a daze and fatigue. I finished up class, made some lunch and took a short nap. I were on call starting from 6pm to 6am. I waited to hear from Miranda in hopes I wouldn't get any work calls. Sadly, the calls came often and early. I helped an elderly couple that locked their keys in the car. Another was a very cute girl who had somehow locked her keys in the trunk of her car. She was very sweet and we talked for several minutes until I got another page call. Somehow she felt compelled to give me her phone number. I took it but my mind was still on Miranda. I went out to help another drunk with opening her apartment. The girl was in very bad shape. I waited for her to finish. I watched patiently as she fumbled for money. She didn't have enough and I was wanting to go. I told her it was enough as she tried to say she had money back in her room. She wanted to string me along but I told we were good and I left. I drove back quickly. As I was talking to a classmate about a classmate who needed help, I received a pager call. I had hoped it was just a figment of my imagination but it wasn't. I had to stop. I took a lightning quick shower. Miranda told me to go get her phone number. We made out with some time before I got back to the apartment.

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