She refused to explain.As she balanced our covered brownies plate on the short, curved walkway, both of us straightened and uncreased our tiny shorts....My navy blue ones had front pockets which I’d emptied in the car, at Sue’s insistence. Her bright white ones had none and, except for the tiny cuffs, looked like they were artfully painted on her. They clung seductively to her cute little ass and minimized her slim waist. Very sexy, and her obvious camel toe was sure to grab their attention.. We used our codeword "date night" to indicate a new sexual experience. It was your turn to choose, to plan, to decide what this experience would be. I had no clue what you had in mind, but I could already feel it was going to be a wild night.The house was empty when I arrived, your car missing from the driveway. I half expected to find you hiding somewhere, but I knew that that would be too simple. I made my way to our bedroom to find that you had left a note on the bed, attached to a big brown. Would she? I haven’t tried to hook up with her in a while, but still... Hearing it was quiet inside the apartment again, I reached up to rap on the door frame and ask, “Frankie? I was sent to come see you about a problem with my phone. A mutual friend said you might be able to help.”“Sorry about that Joe. I was expecting you to come around, not that worthless fuck ex-stepfather. He thinks that just because he has two kids by my big sister that he can come in here whenever he wants. All that. "Tidying up." Really!" You said it - no more flies."That made her laugh. Deb watched a moment more, then she gave me a hand.Operation Clean Up The Disgusting Flat wasn't helped next morning by agreat thumping and banging at the front door. I almost squealed with thesuddenness and fury of it. Tremors ran through the flat and settled inmy hands.As I crept down the hallway a woman's voice demanded that I'd betteropen the door and come out because I was the slag what had got her Markon remand. That.