.” I was flabbergasted. She giggled with a sexy demeanor of glee that I enjoyed it.“I’ll just be outside and let you clean up.”“Sounds like ... plan. I’ll see you later on” she said with a wink tying her top back on.She stood up to grab a towel and started the shower to clean off. I pulled my bathing suit up and then that’s when I noticed it. The fucking door was half open the whole time. Fear and paranoia took over my body as I opened the door to leave. And there she was. Directly across the. ” “Why don't you move in with me and Missy?,” Jane suggested between gropes. “Do you really think that will work out?” I liked the idea of moving in with two girls, but real life has never been like television. “You two have always gotten along, and she doesn't have a ton of money.” It was true that Missy and I were friends. She had been part of our circle of friends since we met freshman year. In fact, she'd been Jane's roommate since sophomore year. She was perky, funny, and totally, utterly. In fact, I hardly think of anything else,” I laughed. “Fay, I’m so happy to have you home with us. Is the bed really okay?”“Oh, yes!” they both shouted.“I want to catch up. I need to see all that you’ve painted since Thanksgiving,” Fay said.“I hope you aren’t disappointed. I’m not doing as many now.”“Is this your newest?” she asked looking at my easel. “Look at this! Pen, it’s beautiful!”“I’m almost ready to start painting. I’ve been working on the sketch all weekend.”“What else do you have?”“I. Mejor. No estaba muy segura... seguro de soportarque me toqueteara. ?Por Dios, ni siquiera yo me atrev?a a tocar micuerpo!Dije un "adelante" con mi nueva y femenina voz que me desconcert? denuevo. C?mo odiaba esa voz, casi de ni?a... La puerta se abri? lo justopara que se asomara una cabeza. Pertenec?a a una mujer. Era rubia, conlos ojos azules y labios gruesos, y sonre?a.??Puedo pasar??Est? usted en su casa ?dije con un punto de iron?a amarga?. Encualquier caso ?dije para m??, no estamos en la.