He lived alone and thought he was pretty quiet. The neighbor who had done the knocking just now was the quintessential little old lady. He thought it ...ronic that of his two neighbors, she was the one who knocked the most often. Why didn't she just turn her hearing aid down? His other neighbor was a girl named Kate. She introduced herself while he was moving in. She too lived alone, but said she had learned to cope with the thin walls by listening to music with headphones on. Not only was it. She didn’t even get up to fix us something to eat. We sat where we were on, our chairs, and she and I just looked at one another as we smiled. Then finally she moved. She stood up. “I guess I should go and get us something to eat. Shouldn’t I? What would you like to eat? I have a lot of things in the refrigerator. Want to join me and come and see what I have?” I joined her and yes she had more then enough to eat. I made a sandwich for her and for me and we got a couple other things and we sat. ” He let out another laugh and gestured with his hand to hurry up. I reached for his proffered hand and used it to lever myself out of the sofa. We stood face to face, more or less exactly the same height. “I've never kissed a guy before.” I shrugged. “Its really not that different.” He leaned forward slightly, tilting his head, parting his lips. I did the same until our skin met, pushed together. For a few moments he paused, unsure of what to do. I applied more pressure, felt his response,. As the pleasure went down, Amy started to realize what just happened. She just had sex with James, Brian’s best friend. Brian, her son. She started to panic; her breathe became heavier, she kept looking around trying to find a way out of this situation, and she was scared to death.James realized this and tried to calm her down, he bent down again and started kissing her neck, telling her that no one will know, and it’s okay if it says between them. Amy wasn’t easily fooled though, she kept on.