A couple months ago, actually. I’ve been trying to find a new one but I can’t, and now they’re shutting the heat off, and I can’t make the ren..., and they’re kicking me out of the house. So basically, I’m out in the street.’ ‘Oh god. I can’t believe it. No, actually I can. Why am I not surprised? Can’t you get unemployment or something?’ ‘I tried but there were some technicalities and what they gave me doesn’t amount to much. Not enough to keep me in the house.’ ‘So what are you going to do?’. There was a muted scream and Melissa quickly finished the last set ofdials and moved to the head of the table to turn the gas back up.Patrick's scream of pain slid into a moan of pleasure. She removed thedevice from his mid-section to reveal a wonderful female tummy, flaredhips and small waist. His waist could not have been larger than 24inches while his hips did just the opposite: they'd been pulled out intowonderful womanly hips. His tummy was as flat as a board and tight as abed made in the. She gasped as he kissed his way down her neck to her nipples, and wiggled her hips to shake her bathing suit the rest of the way down her legs.Things were moving so fast, he could barely keep up with her. No sooner had the red bathing suit slipped to the floor, than she was pulling down his swimming trunks, and then he was inside her. She hooked one leg around his hips and one arm around his shoulders and braced her other arm against the back of the cubicle, as instinct took over and he began. At first, I couldn’t think what to write that wouldn’t sound lame.“Hi, met u in mall bathroom would like to c u again.”That sounded too teenager-ish so I tried again.“Hi, we met at the mall. I enjoyed would like to meet again.”That still didn’t work. What if he had met someone else besides me? If so, it occurred to me, he’s kind of loose. But then, who was I to talk?After puzzling about it for five minutes or so, I finally thought, fuck it, and typed, “Hi, we met at the mall most fun I’ve had.