I don't know where I'm going. I'll use an old fashioned word term, ravish me but just don't do IT. Do you understand what I mean?" She whispered again... embarrassed that she was backing down from her previous tease.I pulled her back so I could look in her eyes. "Allie, nothing happens that you don't want to happen." I said as I kissed her hard and turned toward the cushions with my tongue exploring her mouth.She responded positively as we both sighed heavily holding each other. We necked for a. The different part of it though is that the whole house was in shambles. In some parts the wallpaper would be peeling and some walls had holes through and through. The couch was covered in glass and sawdust as well as the floor. Outside my room, the remains of a wooden chair lie in a neatly gather pile in the corner. A clean path was cleared from my room to the dining table, probably by Mother. That day or any other day that I ask her what really went on that night leaves me with no hope in. . G, Tempe ... you’re a BG, not a G-B any longer.”My NIS partner scrunched up her painted nose at my statement and asked, “A B-G what?”“You’re definitely a beautiful B-G, not that derogatory G-B term, Tempe,” I replied with a smile. When a half-hearted smile appeared on her face, I added, “‘B’ ... Butterfly and ‘G’ for...”“Butterfly Girl! I get it now! I love that a million times a million times more than ‘G-B’, Mike. Thanks!” Tempe exclaimed as we both moved to close the twenty-foot distance. "I do have one bone to pickwith you, Lisa." What?" You let him go out dressed like Woodstock."Lisa laughed. "I tried to stop him. He's usually much better. Very AnnTaylor. Very classic."Melissa looked me over. "I could see that. Let's find him some moreoutfits that work better. Then we're burning that one." Boy," I said. "I think I'll go rob a bank." What?" they both said."I must be invisible. So, I may as well use it."They went back to ignoring me. "I see him in a nice pencil skirt andcropped.