I'd known him since third grade."Just forget him," I said to Josh."Yeah, listen to your boyfriend," Todd kinda sneered. "Go fuck his butt or something..." and then he fell halfway out of his chair. "Ow! Fuck!"Josh had punched him right in the head, like in the middle of Todd's forehead, and now my best friend was shaking his hand cause that must have hurt. I kinda blinked at that, just because I hadn't seen it coming. Neither had anyone else, especially Todd, and he'd regained his balance and was. "Most people who live here never completely unpack."I knew what she meant. People in this area were always looking for something better... or on the way down. Anyway I had the place livable, as long as we didn't open the door to the second bedroom, which had become my temporary storage room. I showed her around and, in my bedroom, she lingered on the king-sized four-poster bed I had installed, bouncing on the mattress to test the springs.Missy said, "You've got a great bed. Lots of atmosphere. Then light came back. That night during dinner, she smiled for the first time looking at me. Same kissing on hand continued for next 2 evenings.After that on the 4th evening we were only 3 persons; we both and my grandfather. My grandfather is 98 years old, so he could not hear properly and after some time he slept on his chair. I took advantage of this situation. I dragged her to me and said I love you in her ear. To respond this, she also said ‘I Love You’. Then I planted a kiss near to her. The guards still held on."Ken, I think this is where you get out," I said coldly."What?? We are in the middle of the freeway!" Ken said, sounding concerned for the first time that night."That's your problem. Not mine," I said. With that, one of the guards used his free arm to open the door to the night road outside. We were not going faster than 5 mph, and actually were stopping quite frequently. And even though I didn't give a rats ass what happened to him, I didn't want to go to jail for.