He would sigh and nod to her, his hand stroked her hair and back lightly. It was good they talked, but he knew he added to her feeling of lonely, and mom, he was no mom to talk to her. He sighed lightly again. " I can't say I do. Can't sit here and imagine what its like. I am not mom, but i should be there on your side. And not cause you more greif. I was hurt, I always am. I miss mom too. Different way as it is with dad then us. We all just copped with it....in our own way. Or fucked things up in this assholes way.<br/><br/>What Im trying to say is, if you want to talk I will listen. Its hard, cause your a virgin, but atleast you don't sleep around like they do. I know many of those girls do. Caught a few with older men for money. But bothering you must be their coping. I don't know. Im a guy, I will never understand women, No matter how much mom told me to be nice to them, and other....things"