“Yes.” Talk? Mary rarely wanted to “talk” about anything. He felt nervous, watching the time tick away, waiting. By 1:00, there was still no s...gn of his parents or Stacy. His phone pinged. “On my way.” Mary’s message read. Trevor checked his deodorant and brushed his teeth again, just to be sure. Soon after, Mary arrived wearing one of her new outfits, a lavender spaghetti strap top and denim skirt. “I love the new look, babe!” He complimented her, squeezing her in his big arms. “Me too!” She. Her hand grasped mine tightly as we walked. I could tell she had wanted to do this for a while. She told me of how she had always admired me as one of her closest friends and found me to be quite sexy. She said she had never made any advances but on this particular night she needed someone who she trusted to keep her company. I told her afterwards of how I had always found her to be one of the sexiest women I know and how her features drove my imagination wild sometimes. She grinned at me as we. She considered the time it might take the boy to look for her and get back to the pick house into consideration, she had a while. Her clothes were kind of dirty so she washed them and hung them up to dry inside the house. She slipped upstairs and into a different bedroom than the last time closing the door behind her. She curled up and went to sleep in the comfy bed which felt good against her bare legs, arms and such that weren't still covered by her under garments.Right after Merle had fallen. It’ll never be perfect or even pleasant, mind you, but there are little things we can do to make it a bit more comfortable. Or painful, as you’re about to see. Open up.”Katelyn crammed the thick square of cloth into Megan’s mouth, ensuring that the flat edges went in first so she wouldn’t choke on it, and continued her lecture. “Gabby’s having a hard time adjusting, too, being the spoiled little shit she is.”It was true. Her best friend was sweet and loyal, but never worked a day in her life.