Scanned my room for a shirt. Decsided not to wear one. I then went to the kitchen opening the fridge I took out my bottle of J.D single barrle. Sliped...on my shoes nd wlaked out the door.As I walked upstairs, the possibilites flooded my mind. Remember I watch a great deal of porn on hamster. My mind was racing with thoughts as I knocked on the door.Paul opened the door. He was so handsom. Like the all american guy look. His muscle toned body was showing off. He smiled nd it put me at ease a lil.. Victoria was still here? Just the two of us? I hurried into the locker room, feeling a tremor of excitement run through my sweaty body, my pulse elevating a little at the naughty thoughts flooding through my brain. I stopped in the doorway and stared at the delicious sight of Victoria bent over, her tight yoga pants stretched delightfully over her taut bottom, her thumbs hooked in the waistband just about to push them down. I was torn between announcing my presence somehow or quietly watching. They could communicate with any sentient life form, but needed assistance from corporeal beings in building or moving things.We talked about things like taxes, and whether this long, healthy life he'd promised me wouldn't arouse suspicions in people that noticed I wasn't really aging like they were.'By kiting more checks?''I didn't forget. I know you can't depend on anything until it happens. I hope it happens, but I won't believe in it until it does.'Hastings was an almost deserted smallish. Since I knew Val was out shopping with Beth, I'd suggested that Brad pick me up. The ulterior motive my devious lady had come up with was simple: If Val and Brad seemed inclined, he could give her a ride home. If not, I'd ride back with him and Beth would have more time to talk with Val.A beautiful plan. Now just to see if it would work.Brad had been nervous driving out. "Tommy, do you really think Val will even talk to me? I mean, I kind of ran out on her last time."Comments like that gave me.