This is when I found out how cool Lee was. I asked her if she wanted to hang out, and she said "sure!" I asked her what she wanted to do, and ..... Sh... was like "whatever" That would become a very important thing in future. I asked her this and that and it was always "whatever". Finally I asked "you want to just come over and chill?" Again she was like "whatever" So I gave her directions again, and told her to head on over. Within an hour of her arriving, I was fucking her silly. It turns out. It's hard to describe. It was kind of tender really, that's how it felt, friendly. Tommy was totally drunk the whole time...he was drunk when we were at the pool and he really didn't pay any attention to Juan or me the whole night. We just flirted and talked all night. I kept sitting in his lap even when we moved into the living room. Juan and I just talked and talked. I was pretty drunk and I get overly close to people, hugging and holding hands and stuff like that. Juan had like light green. The water sizzles and dances and is quickly gone."Let me show you how to cook breakfast, food for in the morning." I show her how to put water in the small pot, and we put some jerky in the water. I show her how to lean over the stove to place the small pot on a warm spot without getting burned by the stove."This here's a frying pan." I pull it off the wall, too. "Now, we pour just a little bit of oil," I have to show her how to open the bottle, "into the frying pan, and set the pan on the. I thought of Marcie and my messed-up place wondering if she had taken it on herself to clean it up. I was willing to bet she had already done it but wouldn't mention a word to me until I saw it myself. I pictured her going through my drawers fingering every piece of my silk French undies and inhaling them to see any had my scent on it. I rather liked that picture in my mind and I had no idea why in the slightest. I think it was because I felt comfortable with Marcie and could lay next to her on.