Ever since the summer I’ve been obsessed with the holes in my closet wall.My cousin Jeff put them there so he could spy on my cousin Elisha and I ch...nging. But also so that he could return the favor by allowing us to spy on him. Our voyeuristic shows became so intense that my cousin finally stuck his thick rock hard manhood straight through the wall so Elisha and I could suck him off.It was so erotic and exciting in my dull life that I didn’t want it to end. I became obsessed with the thought. .with time she began to relax some more and noticed she could talk to me as usual, even in Triss' presence. Somehow his male presence seemed to be good for her, and she started to laugh and joke about "us women" and our strange problems. Triss was calm as usual and had the right answer to almost everything. I held her hand and tried to show her that I was there for her.I told Triss before we got together about my lesbian side, and that I probably wouldn't lose that. He didn't seem to mind and. He was wondering if we’d seen him and Akbar. He was also wondering if one of us was Jonah. He was certain that the ‘pipsqueak’, Jeremy, wasn’t alone in almost causing their demise.Then we heard what sounded like an oriental voice, speaking very plain English, laugh at him. We all had to pinch each other when he yelled, asking if Viktor had still been wearing ‘that God-awful cologne’. He was sure that’s how we had known he was there.Viktor addressed him as ‘Tsau Ni’, so we were all ears, knowing. Let’s just get this over with, she thought roughly. She approached the front door and knocked gently. To her surprise, it wasn’t totally shut and it swung open a few inches with her touch. She hesitated for a second but finally pushed it open further and poked her head in. It was very quiet. Eerily quiet. She suddenly remembered Rebecca’s story about her and Matt and how he had told her that his parents were rarely ever home. The memory sent a chill up her spine as the full impact of where.