The rest of the letter didn't sound like he had decided to break up. It was more like he was getting tired of her.His bad news was silly. She had mone...; Mr. Jensen had paid her a hundred dollars. For that matter, she'd told Steve. Or maybe she hadn't. Even if he was tiring of her, she loved what he could do to her feelings. They should go to the motel.So it was worth paying so that she could be sure that nobody would find out. His parents had sounded cool, but that might be only their mood. Her car was near by and itwas a short drive to her house. Along the way she asked me more aboutmyself and I told her more about my childhood and how I used to dress asa girl every opportunity I got. Their home was very expensive andtastefully decorated. She showed to what was going to me my bedroomwhich was tastefully decorated in what was perhaps a slightly femininestyle but certainly not overly so. She suggested that we should both getready for her husband, Mark and that she had some things. "The start of world war three," Kelly calmly replied."WHAT?!" shouted Charlotte nearly peeing in her panties."I'm just kidding," laughed Kelly, no longer able to keep her facestraight.Charlotte thought about pushing Kelly into the water but thought better ofit. She needed Kelly to drive them home."So what is it?" Well see over there," said Kelly pointing to the opposite corner of thedocks. "That is where the docks link to the river. The docks are slightlyhigher so there is a lock. That lock. I had a 50” Smart TV mounted on one wall so I could watch it in bed. Attached to that was an XBox, Playstation and Wii, underneath it I had a plethora of controllers. I also had installed a separate cable system from the main house, so I could watch whatever I wanted separate from my parents in the main room.The rest of the house was a lot more spacious. Mom was in paradise in the kitchen which was twice the size of the last house and had every cooking accessory she could ever want. The living.