I can do it.It is a lazy day. Jake is reading this really weird book he found on the shelves. It is called Trout Fishing in America, but I gather it h...s nothing to do with trout or with fishing. Jake says it is proof that some 'cool dude' was in this house decades ago as the book has been out of print for a long time. He is laughing as he reads so I guess I will have to read it. He even says there is a tie in between the book and what I am doing. Like I say, it's weird.Yesterday was a bit. But his voice... It was high.... Feminine...Nick looked down in dawning horror.He had tits. He was dressed in lacy lingerie, long blonde hair hung fromhis head and he had tits. He reached down with a trembling hand to hiscrotch and found a pussy. She whimpered.She tried to slam the door again. Harrison's foot blocked it. She pushedhard and made pathetic grunting sounds. Harrison laughed and pushed hisway in."Nice place you got here, Traci," he said. "You!" she shouted in her high, breathy. Shit, I am soaked to the skin and freezing cold. The light winter jacket that I was wearing did nothing but get wet. My teeth start chattering and I quickly look around for somewhere that I can duck into to get warm. Ahhh I see a bright sign up ahead, a few letters missing but can make out JO AN S NS PUB. I can go in for a quick drink and wait out the storm. I hurry along the sidewalk as fast as I can in the stupid 4 inch heels that I wore as the icy rain bounces off my skin. The door opens as. That hurt, and I told her so. “It sounds like you are the one that has lost interest now that you’re not fucking someone’s husband”. I got up and walked out, heading to my local and getting very drunk.On Saturday morning, I was woken up by the doorbell. I’d fallen asleep on the sofa. I went and opened the door to find Jen. She came in and apologised. She’d been out of order and hoped I’d forgive her.I decided that there was nothing to forgive really, and I apologised for what I had said. She.