"I know you're listening, and I know you're there." The neighbours will hear you," George said in reaction, again under hisbreath. He was bluffing of ...ourse, he'd heard them both heading down thestairs earlier that night."They're out," she said with certainty. "I know that, because you know." What the fuck happened?" George whispered."I don't know," the girl called through the thick wood. "Open the door,lets talk about it." There's nothing to talk about!" George said, louder now, dropping. One of the reasons we split-up. I started to fuck my dealer for crack. Jerome. Jerome loved fucking my wet, bald pussy with his fat hard ,cock and I loved smoking his drugs. Sometimes he would share me with his buds and send me home with bag full of stuff to smoke. He kept me happy and I him. Last weekend was one of those times. He filled a baggie for me with rock. He and 2 of his friends were in town getting rid of shit. He called me to come over, Sunday at noon, “hey Babe I got something for. “What do you mean you were hoping it was me?” I asked.“I had no idea who lives up there. But you’re the one that I was hoping for. Have you been watching me?” she asked.“Honestly, I tried not to, but you’re so beautiful that I couldn’t help myself.”“Good, I wasn’t sure if anyone was watching. I was getting ready for bed one night, when I noticed that the blinds were turned so that I could see light from your window. I didn’t think anything of it at first, but then I saw you moving around up. The warm wind blew in, causing her hair to fly. I sat on the side of her admiring her beauty as she slurped on a drink she was holding in one hand. My attention went to my pants pocket as my phone vibrated. Message from Marcia 2:15 pm : This is really unlike you, Richard. Please, call me when you get this.Maxine motioned with her lips that she was sorry. She immediately knew it was Marcia. Our wonderful afternoon became sour and it was a long ride back. I told Maxine that I was ready to face.