We'd met through my old boyfriend who'dbeen her hair stylist. At the time Liz was a high fashion model, willowythin and drop-dead beautiful, a 22-year...old version of Vanessa Redgrave. Webecame best friends and confidants. She shed Stephan as her hairdresser atabout the same time I dumped him as a low-life cheating lover. Within ayear of that she and I had decided to share a two-bedroom railroad flat inChelsea. From that point on, until she finally met a straight man whointerested her, we spent. Later that day after school I stopped by Jenny's house "Hey Andy come inthere's no one home and Ben's at baseball practice, let's go in my room"we walked in her room, I always thought it was girl heaven, pinkeverywhere, a huge vanity with tons of makeup and nail polish, prettydresses, skirts, blouses and shoes hanging in her closet, it was thekind of room i dreamed of having, while Ben and I have been friendspretty much since diapers, I'd been friends with Jenny for almost aslong, Ben was. Later I moved in with a friend to an apartment when I started working and there was a family next door. Within a week they shifted and two bachelors occupied their flat.One of the guys next door used to often knock at our door and ask for something or the other on a daily basis. He was fair and handsome and looked a bit rough. I could feel something naughty in his eyes when he looked at me. I checked with my roomie whether she felt anything weird but she said na but I knew every time he looked. We have a very open and trusting relationship and instead of asking why, I could tell he was eager to see what I had in store for him.I positioned him with his knees on the floor and his body lying across the coffee table. I put a couple of soft towels down to avoid knee burn since I planned on him being in this position for quite awhile. I noticed that the coffee table was actually a bit too low for him to rest comfortably on it so I grabbed several large books and propped up the end of the.