You like what you see on that picture?"He paused and looked back at the screen. Two minutes of silence had passed before he turned back to me and said..."I was wanking over Steph." No you weren't. You've been looking at pictures of me."He wasn't denying it. If it wasn't true, he'd immediately say so but he sat in silence."It's okay, Cody. I watch you quite often." What?!" Well, I need my excitement too. What? You don't think I've ever touched myself over pictures of you before?"On that note, I. And she thank me for that deep sexual conversation.Since that day we were sexting each other’s almost every night until Friday night. So on Saturday I asked her if we plan to have sex in real and for that we will contribute together and we will promise each other’s not to get attached emotionally after and we will continue this until we are friends and until we both are not married. She agreed for it so quickly which I never expected. We discuss where to go and what we will do the whole day and. "Roomies?"Susan slammed the door. She walked back toward me slowly,still giving me that "scientist discovers mutant potatobeast" kind of stare. "I can't believe you're really inthere."Under Susan's stare, I felt even more uncomfortable -- ifthat was possible. "It's me," I said. "I'm still the sameon the inside."Susan shook her head and laughed. "I don't think so. Notunless you were always hiding a pair of ovaries in theresomewhere." She stood in close again and stared into myeyes. "There's not. If I took her to the movies, I wanted to pay for the tickets. And the popcorn and the drinks. If she wanted a poster or a book or a T-shirt, that was something she could pay for. Or tell me so I could put it on the list of things to get when I chose to give her a gift.So, when I'd gone to her house a couple of days before for the weekly get together, she and I talked about how I could make some money. And the only way I could see doing it without losing the weekends I wanted the money for was.