If she had to flee to the bathroom again, it would be a bad psychological blow, so he had to think fast. "Hey, why don't I call the pizza in right now... We can't be sure how long your mother will be gone."The release of breath on her part was unmistakable. As he pointedly turned his back to use the kitchen phone, he heard her move toward the hall. Her steps were quite sedate until she perhaps thought she was out of earshot. Then, he heard a panicky sprint to the hall bathroom.When he finished. He had tried to sweet talk and distract her, by kissing and fondling her. However, she just knew it was lies. She had told him the engagement was off and she’d rather marry Nathan the Nerd than him.She did feel a bit bad about that last comment. Nathan Charms wasn’t really a bad sort as he had helped her out with her metallurgy class. She was also starting to think that Dewar had not been a good influence on her. She couldn’t even remember what it was that made her start hating Katrina.Her soul. Stop being the planner, the organizer, for one minute. With that she calmed. Because she knew what she wanted was Diana.She reached down and took her heels off, carefully placing them together on the floor. Taking only her room key she walked slowly down the hallway to Diana's room. Her heart in her throat, she tried the doorknob. It was unlocked. She slipped inside and closed the door softly behind her.Susan caught her breath. Diana was standing on the balcony, her back to the room. She was. They were a mix of boy cut and thong and had a huge lacy bow on the back; very sexy and very naughty. Mason had pointed them out to her the week beforehand and she'd gone to buy them first thing that morning. He loved her in lingerie and she wondered whether he'd remove the panties or simply pull the crotch to the side so he could fuck her while she wore them. There was something so sexy, she thought, about having sex with lingerie on; she couldn't pinpoint exactly why, but thought perhaps it.