There are no windows open. My first thought was that Jennifer, my handmaiden, had come in while I was in reverie. Accidentally leaving a window open w...en airing out the musty room. Looking around, however, I could see only closed windows. In fact, every window in the study was sealed. Incapable of being opened. So where was this chill coming from?The change in the way the fire crackled is what first alerted me to a new presence. Turning my head toward the fireplace, I saw purple flames in place. I was pretty naïve and shy, but I loved a beer once in a while. Of course, locking myself in my room was my other escape from family craziness, but that only got me limited peace and quiet. A few times, however, while locked away, I played with myself a little. I loved the feeling of my fingers running up and down my arms, or the touch of my fingertips to my nipples. That’s all I ever did though, as I said, I was pretty naïve. The summer before my senior year, my cousins visited. I’d always. I made him continue. "Some day, you will thank me for this Danny." I knew he would hardly be able to walk for three or four days and would look pretty damned stupid at the school Olympics, which was exactly what I wanted. Of course I would make him compete, so everyone would jeer and laugh at and boo him. I wanted him to fail at everything. I wanted him mentally and physically totally fucked up. Eventually, his only refuge in life would be my dick up his ass or in his mouth. That would be his. I was more interested in Cindy's company.After my third Margarita, I started to fee a good buzz coming on and I can imagine so did Cindy.But after the third Margarita I noticed that Cindy was sitting right next to me. And I was happy.So I decided to take a chance. I reached over and placed my hand on top of Cindy's hand. She accepted it and we held hands. I started to feel like a teenager on his first date with the girl of his dreams.We got up and poured our fourth Margarita and sat back down.