Anyway this place is falling apart and the city inspector is threatening to keep the owner from renewing his license to run an apartment building." Do...you know which apartment is Bill Dixon's?" Thomas asked."Yep, but he ain't here either. Left yesterday morning early and ain't been back." Which apartment please," Thomas repeated."He lives in the basement apartment at the back." The man looked at us for a bit and asked, "Anything else?" I shook my head and he continued out the door.We walked. But, as they parked, she realized that she either had to walk home or go in with him, in which case she’d be more or less trapped there. To her immense surprise, when he found out she was going to walk, he said he’d take her back to the sorority house.“You don’t have to do that,” she said.“You shouldn’t be penalized just because you changed your mind,” he said.What Tracie found exceedingly odd was that, in the six minutes it took him to stop in front of the sorority house, and let her out, she. I was just looking at her, she was good looking, and well you can say a beautiful girl fair in color with long silky black hair. Nice visible boobs they must be of 36 c cup size, surprisingly she was not wearing brazier. She formed dimple on her cheeks when she smiled and her veins were very much clear adding to her beauty. After a long pause I asked her name which she told me but I would not mention it here as she stopped me to do so, she asked me to call her Molly as that was her nick name at. "When I leave for college, I mean." I feel the same way," he told her. "But I'll see you at Christmas. And next summer, of course." I know, but it just won't be the same." It's too bad you couldn't have picked a school closer to home. One where you could still live here with us." I'll tell you a secret. I picked one far away because I want to start over. I want to throw away the old Lissa and become a different person. Do you remember ... Oh, maybe I shouldn't tell you this." What?" Well, do.