She walked around her new home, seeing so many things she had missed the night before. Amazingly, she discovered she was starving. In the kitchen, she...found the fridge and pantry fully stocked. Again, she silently thanked her uncle for being so good to her. She toasted a bagel, lavishing it with fresh packed cream cheese and poured a glass of delicious, pulpy orange juice. She sat down at the table, after finding paper and pencil, and began a list of the clothing she thought she needed. Before. As crazy as that afternoon with Ryan and Drew had been, it hadn’t been the end of that particular story really. Not the end at all… *** Maybe an earthquake could go off and the whole school would get destroyed and-. No, no that’s stupid. Ummm. Oooh! I know, maybe Mrs. Potter has, like, a sick family member somewhere and she has to leave suddenly to take care of her. And then, like, the school would just have to cancel the rest of the semester and give us all an ‘A’ or something, right? I. She stayed in the adjacent flat to me and was initially reluctant to give me the home but then she had to rent it out to me as nobody else was willing to pay that much amount for the flat. She was a voluptuous lady who worked in a media company and stayed alone in her flat. One day I went to her home on a Saturday night to pay her the rent money and she opened the door only in her nightie and my gawd I was shocked to look at her. Her nightie was open from the front and I can see she was not. Shirtless, his muscular upper body shimmered in the sun. As per usual I found I needed to take a piss, I peeled off the trail to a public washroom at the edge if a park. The man followed me. I went in and stood at a urinal, he came in and went to the one beside me. I glanced over at him, his white cock was huge and veiny. It was semi hard and impressively long, 10” at least. “You like what you see?” He said in a deep baritone voice. I stammered for words, embarrassed by the situation. “Come.