Kristen picked up on that immediately. "Anything wrong, Patty?" No. I was just thinking about what I was going to wear." I've got a lot of stuff," Kri...ten said. "We're about the same size. Would you like to borrow something?"Patty shrugged."Come on, Patty," Kristen insisted."When?" Friday... no... wait. Jim and I have a date. My last day at seventeen. How about tonight?" I have to be at Roman's tonight," Patty said, referring to the recent part-time job she got at a pizzeria."How about after. "If Max loves me even half as much as I think he does, then I deserve an explanation," I pointed out before I opened it.I walked right to his door and heard him masturbating.I hit my left hand with my right fist. "Why masturbate into those when you can stick your dick inside my slit?" I inquired through my teeth before I opened the door. "What are you doing in here, Max?" Susanna, can't you knock?" he questioned, turning his body away from me.I took a deep breath. "Why are you jacking off into. "I remember." Well this isn't a fantasy, this is real life, but we've got ourselves a house out of it. Our own house John bought and paid for, look in my handbag, and you'll find a receipt from our bank. I've lodged the deeds with them, this is our chance darling, you won't be able to work on the rigs again, but it doesn't matter there's a great big garden with the house, we could do a lot with it, but we're nearly there, you'll see for yourself."We drove through two huge, wrought iron gates. And yes, their relationship, thus far, had been unusual. She had heard the horror stories of men who trolled the internet, looking for victims.But she just couldn't view Bob as a threat.In fact, she was thrilled that he had sought her out.Part of that was because she had invited him, in a sense. Even if he hadn't quite "gotten" that invitation. That part was confusing too. She'd been angry when she asked him if he'd ever seen Pike's Peak, at the same time suggesting, between the lines, at.