I turn to your guest, "Hi, I'm Jason, but Laurie's probably already told you that. You must be Scott." The two of us shake hands."Let's have a drink a...d get to know each other a bit," I suggest."That is a terrific idea," you reply. "I don't know about you, but I'm pretty fuckin' nervous right now. If Scott wasn't here I'd have probably bailed at the end of the street," you laugh nervously.We make our way into the living room and I prepare some martinis for us to enjoy as we get to know one. "My parents were the same, they hated my sister going out with a guy down the street." Did they split up?"Matthew gave a smirk. "Oh yes. But the guy she is with now is ten times worse," he said with a reminiscent voice. "We don't get on," he summarised and Joseph smiled before erupting into a loud cheer.His team had gone one nil up.Lewis lit his spliff and sat on the park bench, stretching out and looking up at the Sun. It was a warm day for November and he took advantage of the clement weather. "Mom!" I cried out.Mom usually stayed up late and watch television and more often than notshe would fall asleep on the couch."Ahhh. Mom!" I called again, trying to sit up. I felt like a beached whalewishing some guy would come along and push my back into the sea.Grunting and struggling I managed to get myself to a half sitting positionwhen the door opened and mom turned on the lights."What is it dear?" she asked, then noticed the wetness on the bed. 'OH!"She exclaimed!"Yeah, OH!" I said. Before him stood a masked woman in a one piece tight leather cat-suit, a small white apron tied about her waist was the only clue to her being a servant. The large hallway was decorated in purple; it had the feel of a boudoir."In here and clothes off." She said sharply as she waved a wicked looking cane with her gloved hand at a door to the side. She followed him into the room which was pink all over, ceiling and all. It was furnished with items, ranging from red to cerise. She smiled at him.