“No. You. Please.”“How will you monitor me?”He produces a phone.“On this.”I finish the coffee. The sweetness makes my teeth clang, but I g...t used to it. Mr White takes the mug, hesitates, then hands it back.“Drop it on the floor,” he whispers.I hurl it to one side and it shatters against the wall. Mr White gasps. I ignore him. He hands me the FitBit; I take it out of its box and put it on my right wrist. Mr White looks at his phone, swipes a few controls and then nods.“I have you now,” he. Finally they reached Ashlin's house and she gave Toki a goodbye friend hug before he set off for his own home.Toki lived down the block so he was home in an instant. His mother was very neat, so to avoid dirtying the carpet with his shoes, Toki always entered through the sliding doors in the back of the house. Toki walked up to the sliding doors and could see his mother inside. Toki's mother Saki, was from Japan and an extraordinary beauty even in her mid thirties she could still be mistaken. ”“Well…okay. Now go to sleep.”“Okay.”At six o’clock my alarm went off and Trisha was still cuddled up to my back with her hand on my stomach. She had kept her promise. Good girl!As I started to get up and ready for work, Trisha stretched and said, “Mmm. I slept sooo good.”“Good! I have to get ready for work.”“I wish you didn’t. I enjoy cuddling with you.”I got up. “See you this afternoon, Trisha.”“Alright,” and she turned over as went back to sleep.As I was about to go out the door for work,. ..” the girl said.“Sorry, what can I get you miss?” Kirsten asked, her voice only slightly betraying her embarrassment. The girl ran her fingers through her thick hair, throwing it to one side, and then cleared her throat “Can I get a tall latte with whipped cream on top?” she asked, her voice soft and very sexy.Kirsten cashed her out, and then turned to draw her drink. The coffee shop was filling up now as more people started coming in out of the rain, and Jonathan and Ashley had come back.