"As she was dictating into her phone, Raoul, the nineteen year old college student who worked as her house boy walked by. Katie made a pointing gestur... towards the living room, which he fully understood. "Looking forward to your compliance. Regards. Katherine McClair, Editor-In-Chief."She pressed the 'send' button as the bare-chested Raoul returned. Scrolling down to the next problem that needed addressing, she pointed down to the floor. Dropping the pillow onto the designated spot, the. He grinned at her and she opened he eyes wide and mimed "Oh my God !" That stung because I and others have seen her use that expression when she has an orgasm.I was trashed but I woke up around 2 to find a note saying they went to score weed. I went to sleep in same spot and waited to see when or if they came home. I acted like I never woke when they quietly stepped in at 5. They quietly tiptoe to the kitchen and close the door. There they get high some more and apparently undressed as they. This was a relatively small apartment, so we could have very easily had a conversation while I finished cooking, but she kept quiet and read the magazine. “It’s ready!” I said after setting the table, and she put the magazine down and came over to the table. I pulled her chair out for her and she said a quite ‘thank you’. I sat, and we dug in. “This is delicious!” she said. “How did you learn to cook so well?” I chuckled. “Practice,” I said, dishing out some broccoli for myself.The night went. ”We went back to the dining car and sat at the narrow bar. I proceeded to feed Thor shot after shot of whiskey, chased with a few Cokes here and there. To cushion the ache in his heart. We were some of the few people at the bar, and we laughed a lot. I drank too, although I did not keep up his pace and cut myself off after three. At least half of what I said to him was exaggerated or a lie, but I knew he wouldn't remember enough of the night to tell anyone about me tomorrow anyhow.Thor broke.