"Alright then, that's a good start, let's see what else goes. So, whoever wins gets to request their opponent remove an article of clothing?"We'll see..." She counters.At this point I'm not sure if she will or not! I win another game and the second sock is removed. Another, and she removed her ring. Another, and she removed her necklace."You're running out of things to remove. Next time it's something a little more substantial!" I smile and nod approvingly."I didn't know you were such a card. I smiled being almost positive he wanted me. At least at that moment. He slowly and smoothly started going up my knee until “Hey! Guys! Time for dinner!” we heard calling at the top pf the stairs. I was SO close! If mother didn’t call us for dinner his hand would be rubbing my inner thigh by now! I wanted it so badly. But what happened, happened.. And I think he was upset too. We went upstairs and sat at the table next to each other. The family was talking and grabbing food when I noticed a. Peter passed the old church and neared the traffic signal that served as a divider between the urban area of the city and his older, but well kept neighbourhood of middle-aged middle-class families who were well paid, but quickly drained by endless lists of bills and payments. His family, not unlike the rest of the neighbourhood, were quickly dwindling to recollect happier times.Peter was always concerned about his family's well being. His wife, Gloria, a beautiful Mexican woman he had met in. I walked to the elevator and rode up to the ninth floor. I pulled out my key card and slid it in and out of the slot. Red. Damn it. Again, I tried. Need some help? Super, he had found me again. No. Thanks. I tried again, but that fucking red light kept flashing. Thats funny, my rooms right here. Mmhmm. I mumbled. I thought, Just get in the room, away from the douchebag. I heard his door open and I saw three green flashes on my own door. I smiled, relieved. And then everything went black. My.