She drove through the gates of her friends apartment and parked next to her. She was unlocking the door when Sandra arrived. “Oh hey, come in, it’... nice and warm.” She said as she opened the door. Sandra had been to her apartment before. It was a nice little apartment mostly decorated with Jenny’s family pictures; Pictures with her parents, her older brother’s graduation and her younger siblings mike and Sarah. Her entire family seemed to look very much alike. Men of the family looked big and. And she did not know if it was right. While I felt nice reading that, I was confused too, as this attention was pulling me a lot.We went on to use adjectives in our messages, and within a week, ended up discussing sex, making love etc. It became every night sex chat affair. This went on for a few more weeks. It intensified further where both of us ended interacting on phone and started doing self-play.One fine day she asked me if I can come home, as everyone in her family have gone out of. ..yeah I had a little bit. Thank you Mrs. Wheeler." I said quietly."No worries sweetie. Don't be shy now, and don't be afraid to ask for anything. We're going to be playing some games here in the garage, and have Sarah open all her gifts. I hope you have an appetite because Mr. Wheeler and myself are making lots of food." Mrs. Wheeler said.Ummm...ok. Thank you Mrs. Wheeler." I said "My pleasure dear. Why don't you go and have fun with the gir.. . . .oh . . . .why hello there!" Sarah's mom said. Just do it, and then laugh at how silly it is when nothing happens.Soon enough, the candles rested in their holders, and the crystals were arranged. Then, she hung a blanket over the window and closed the door. When she shut off the overhead light for a moment, it confirmed that the room was nearly as dark as night. Once the candles were flickering, releasing a warm scent of vanilla and spice, Diane turned out the light for the final time and beheld the scene.The only thing missing was the.