Right?" He looked up at me and I nodded, unbuttoning his Levi's and pulling that zipper down slow. "I've never ... Done this."He swallowed hard, stari...g at my long brown fingers in the weird yellow glow of the streetlights around us. I was standing with my legs straight and slightly spread in the open door, bending over at the waist, with my long black hair falling around my face. Some people walked by and a car was pulling into the parking lot, but they didn't matter. I was reaching into. Stacy got her arms free and knocked Bruce away. She began backing away. ‘You’re fired, asshole.’ She shouted, her face pink with anger and exertion. Bruce looked shocked for a moment and then tried to laugh. ‘You can’t fire me, honey.’ He lunged at her. Stacy kicked at his groin. He twisted to the side, taking the kick on his thigh. She swung an elbow at his head and connected. ‘Fuck, bitch.’ He snarled and seized her in his arms. Stacy twisted and jerked. She bent at the knees, making Bruce. Before I could grab it, his door suddenly opened. I looked at his entire body. "Marshal, you are naked," I pointed out, grinning. "I know. Are you just gonna stand looking at me, or are you gonna ask if you can come in?" "May I come in?" I giggled slightly, lowering my head a bit. He immediately grabbed my right arm and yanked me to him. He kissed me and placed his hands onto my butt. My hands grabbed both of his arms. After a twenty second kiss, standing at in the doorway, his lips casually. Faker than a pawn shop diamond ring."I let out another sigh and finished the second glass, the burn slowly rising to my head. What am I doing here? I had no answer, so I left a scrap of paper that had once resembled currency and shuffled out. The Sky is Crying popped into my head, and I mumbled the Stevie Ray song to myself as the tears of heaven pelted me.An hour later, I found myself walksing past a Junior High school. I happened to glance up and saw that the sun was fighting to get out from.