Probably something you might think iswrong and that I shouldn't have done." She said. Sounded like anotherset-up to him maybe. So he played along wond...ring what she had cooked upthis time. "Well, most of what you do is crazy, so why not just tell me.Nothing you do surprises me," he said playing along. She stuck her tongueout at him. "OK smarty-pants, I'll tell you. But don't say I didn't warnyou and if you say I shouldn't have done it I'll never tell you anythingelse ever again." She smirked.. Scott finally got near the corner, but was blocked by a big pile covered with a dusty green tarp. He pulled the tarp back and found a jumble. There were several boxes of different sizes. Some items were wrapped in a thick ply plastic that had turned yellow with age. Other objects were wrapped in what looked like old oily rags. There was another tarp wrapped around something low on the floor. Scott moved the first box and tried to make some space. The second box had its base and corners. As we walked he, she walked over to her couch and turned on the TV just as the period was starting. I sat down. She said she was just going to change out of her work clothes. When she came back, she was in a sweatshirt and yoga pants. Again, I didn't think anything of it. When she sat down, it was closer than I thought she would. It was a large couch, that could easily sit 4 to 5 people. That was the first moment I thought something might be up, but didn't dwell on it.We continued to chat about. I only knew he was tall, muscular and white. That shocked me because I’d never dated a white guy before. It was just a dream anyways, it didn’t really matter. I woke up the next morning and because it was Saturday I got ready to go out to the flower shop. I combed my hair down and took the time to curl it a little and put on a little lipstick. I dressed in a pair of fitted jeans and a top to show off what little curves I had. I put on some slip on heels and went out the door coffee in hand. .