We aren't that serious yet. Every time I try to get serious with Steve the cats seem to sense it and move in. Take last night for example."Yoo hoo...a...ybody home?" I asked, as I banged on Steve's front door. He'd promised me a hot night in bed and I was there to collect.A scruffy black cat shot out of the pet door and darted past my feet. I rang the doorbell again. I wanted in away from the dozens of green eyes that glowed in the open fields around me. The door flew open, and I jumped. "Thank. “Hey listen, I'll quickly go visit my parent's gravestone,” I said while drying my hair with a towel, “it's just a few steps away from the cottage in the woods. Do you wanna come with me?”“Sure,” Tim replied.As soon as we had changed into some warmer clothes, we headed for that mentioned gravestone. It was in a very well hidden place where I had used to play around as a child right next to the lake. To me this place had always been the Fortress for I had built a netting in order to protect it. He's going to tell them about the boarding school they'll be going to when the next school years starts. I'm wearing nothing but a bathrobe. I make the excuse that I just got home from the gym and took a shower before she arrived. I offer her a drink, but she tells me that she doesn't drink. This reminds me that I know so little about her. She's never been very open with me, but we met under such stressful circumstances. Maybe it's because I felt guilty that my screwup with Claire and Mick. As the summer wore on, red bikini girl definitely gave me a good reason to go to the pool. I was even showing up earlier than usual just to maximize my fantasizing time. She was certainly an inspiration I can say that. It would have been nice to see more of her, but that was unlikely. You never really see much of your neighbors except at the pool or in the rare event you run into them in the morning going to work.One day while sitting on my balcony lot I got a pleasant surprise. It was towards.