Anna smiled. “Pretty good.” She lit a cigarette again. “Did you like those pictures?” Her question was very bold, and she saw Alex’s breath ...uicken, and he tensed up. Anna smiled.“I did…Yeah.” Alex swallowed. “Why did you send them to me?”Anna slowly trickled some smoke out of her mouth. “Well…I don’t know baby…I just thought it would be….fun?” Anna really didn’t know why. She didn’t know why she had such terrible, horrible, depraved urges. “I think it was just kind of…exciting.” She puffed at. It had a sofa-bed in the living room, that I slept on, and then a small single bedroom that Gwen used. A little bathroom sat opposite Gwen's room with a bath with shower head. There was a tiny kitchen off the living room with a hob, fridge, sink, microwave, and a small oven, enough to cook meals for the two of us. It wasn't much but it was our place. With just me and Gwen there, it felt more like a home than our parents big farm house ever had, warm and cosy. In stark contrast to the big, cold,. I was getting the 'I'm taking a big chance on you and I don't want to be disappointed' speech from her mother when you called. I was probably madder at myself for answering than I was at you. The call came at the worst time it could and probably gave her another item for her list of how irresponsible I am. I know you did a hell of a job selling me to her when they were over here last week, but she's had some time since then to think about it, coming up with her reasons why I'm just after their. I liked the sound I heard when the it the floor as I walkedaround on the bare wood of the attic floor. A clicketing noise as Ipaced back and forth. I even tried doing a little dance with them on. Iwas flirting with disaster but I didn't know it at that time.There was another pile of boxes in front of a full-length mirror thatcaught my eye. My mom may have put my skates in one of those boxes infront of the I reasoned. Instead of looking in those boxes I moved themout of the way. I really had.