I could have waited until tomorrow or Sunday to come, but I wanted to…’ ‘You wanted to what?’ I asked, calming down. ‘I guess I missed you, ...ut now that you’re being dictatorial, I’m not so sure.’ ‘Paige, I’ve been a perfect gentleman. I haven’t pried into your personal life and I’ve let you dictate the pace. Hell, I’ve only been in the room you occupy that one time when we were listing the furniture for the silent auction. I’m warning you, tonight is going to be different. I’m going to ask the. But she also told me that everything she had heard about you was good. That's all I needed to hear." Well, looks like you got your wish," I smiled before kissing her deeply and passionately."We're making quite a public display of ourselves," she reminded me as we stood on the sidewalk in front of the park. Cars were passing by and some honked as they did so. I was oblivious to it all. I was too wrapped up in my lovely Ali.As we walked back to the townhouse, it was Ali who asked the key. She was moaning out all this shit, 'Put in John, oh yeah, that's it, in deep honey, in deep, oh yeah, Mm, Mm…' It went on for about half a fucking hour. I had to get my I-pod out and listen to some stuff until they'd done with each other.''What's wrong with being highly-sexed?' Angel asked.'Nothin' as long as I ain't there listening to it in the next room!' Kim joked. They both cracked up.Later that week, on a Friday, Angel visited Kim's house and she sat in the kitchen talking with the. “The cure is to smoke more pot,” he said, holding the joint out. We passed it back a forth a few more times. The car had become a warm smoky cloud. We talked about the town and the school. He told me about his old school and his home situation. He held out the joint one last time. “I’m so good,” I said holding up my hands. “Cool, think I’m done too.” He put the joint out and placed the remains back in his case before putting it in the glove box. “Damn, my head feels fuzzy,” I said. “That.