" I'm glad, Steve. I'm glad you're happy," she smiled.The wine arrived and I opened it immediately, pouring a glass for each of us."Here's to graduati...n, to the future, and to being happy," I said, holding the glass toward her.She picked her glass up and touched mine lightly before testing the wine."It's nice, Steve, really nice. Thank you for this. Here's to us."To us? Wow, another surprise. I wondered if she meant it the way I took it?"To us," I replied, clinking the glasses once more.We. It's as simple as that. I was bored.When my relationship started, we got along well, hung out with others, had sex 3-4 times a week, and actually had fun. I don't know what changed it. Whether it was a combination of us getting older and her personality going down the toilet or mine getting more outgoing and active. She wanted to be more of a homebody and do almost nothing socially, or did it have to do with the fact that once she had a second kid, she just didn't care much about doing anything. It's kind of like an investment. So I made a deal with them to live in the house for rent while they wait for the old folks to come out. It was easier that way. I didn't have to move, and I know the house, so, like I said, it was easier." Yeah ... I guess so," I mumbled."Where should I send the check for your share of the house? Where do you live?" In an apartment over on Olive Street ... for now. Call me and I'll let you know where to send it." Is it a nice place ... your apartment?" No .... She started to walk a bit faster, passing some hoarding at a vacant lot. As she passed the hoarding a pair of arms shot out and grabbed her, pulling Erin behind the wooden panels and into the darkness.Erin tried to scream, but a hand covered her mouth, as she was thrown to the floor, the breath being knocked out of her. The arms grabbed at her again, as someone sat on her back, pressing her tits into the hard core of the site, and wrapping a blindfold around her eyes. He then grabbed both of.