Either way I was just living by the seat of my pants and I met a guy on a Motorcycle who was doing the same as me as I was. We shared information and ...amped together a few times. I bought a small tow behind camper from guy who was going to jail, giving me a measure of comfort living on the road. Through the times when there wasn't anything going on Freddy the biker guy would tell me stories of commune he helped build.I wasn't really sure if his story was a reality or a dream, but when we parted. She looked at me, “Well, ok, if that’s really how you feel, I can’t say I feel any different.” So I asked why she made it seem like things got bad, she said she was having second thoughts on the whole thing, and that she thought I was feeling uneasy about it all, specially when the time she came over and asked if I was looking’ for “Puss” and I turned it down. So I told her that I wanted to do it, but I didn’t want her to think that’s all I wanted. Now that it was agreed, she said, “I think you. .She came..Bells rang i opened the door.She was sitting on my bed. Staring at the floor. With a heavy silence prevailing between us.. It broke. I looked at her. She smiled back.And both of us jumped like hungry lions on each other. I still remember we took atleast alf and hour to end up with that kiss and then i started to undress her.She was lying on her back and i was above her i puled her t shirt. She lifter her back slight to ease the access and off it was. And soon were the jeans. She was. I used a maintenance closet and then opened an interior panel to a building vent shaft. Dillon was one of those that tried to act big and had a huge penthouse on the top of the building with lots of vids watching lifts and stairs. Climbing a ladder up twenty five floors is not easy. The penthouse I climbed out into was vacant.I walked through it and out onto a balcony. I started around the building jumping from one balcony to another until I swung onto the first balcony of Dillon's penthouse. I.