.I mean I'm just wondering what Steve might think about all this. I wouldn't want him to get the wrong idea."Karen didn't seem to care. Her brother wa...king in was apparently of no concern to her. What the fuck?"Hey, Dave," She asked me. "Do you think I should have my hair done like Farrah's?" Like who?" I asked."You know," she said and looked around for something. She lurched toward the back of the couch and grabbed the week's copy of 'TV Guide" from the backrest. She jabbed her finger at the. It was a disaster." Anything but," she said. Her eyes narrowed conspiratorially, balancedby a faintly mocking smile. "For a start it means that you have atleast another two hundred and ninety nine fans out there." She took meby the hand and led me away from Michael, dodging through the crowdwith skill. A number of people smiled and waved, trying to startconversations, but for those few moments I was her sole focus ofattention. "Let me introduce you to one of the thousands to come." . Come on, I want you to see it". Then, she started tugging my hand.I followed her in and waited as she locked the sliding door and went upstairs.I thought she was going to her bedroom. We always laid on her bed every time I was here, talking about nothing and everything. I was never very social, but with her, I felt like I could talk forever. There were always something to talk about. She was so full of life that there was never a dull moment with her. Sometimes, I even fell asleep on her bed. Faye is a salacious redhead, long straight hair, a firm rack, thin with curvy hips and a matching booty, full lips and a freckled face.I come home after a hard days work and like every other day I go upstairs to change into some sweats and a shirt,, nothing fancy just very comfortable. But in the bedroom I'm awaited by Nienke and Faye who are lying completely naked on the bed, entangled in a 69, at first they don't even notice that I've entered the room, the sounds I made were drowned out by.