I didn't blame them, as I was quite nervous about meeting too, and I wasn't sure enough of my housemates to feel comfortable bringing guys back, so it...had to be at the other guy's place or a hotel.Eventually, after several disappointments, I got a message on the site that stood out from the others. The sender, Ed, was eighteen for a change, whereas most of the others were around thirty or even older. Also, for once the message was longer than one sentence and wasn't just complementing me on the. "I thought I told you to get up. Come on, Warren, MOVE IT! Worlds are a month away, for Chrissakes. Time's a-wasting." I don't want to go to Worlds anyway." Fine. You don't want to go to Worlds. You'd rather sit here and lick your wounds. I DON'T CARE ANYMORE! You keep forgetting this is my life, too. My life, my career, and my boyfriend, all being flushed down the drain. WE ARE SKATING. TODAY. The longer you put it off, the harder it's going to be." Dammit, Sophia, I can't handle this right. That always gets me overly excited. Then she brought herhead close to mine and nipped my ear with her straight white teeth, andsaid, "Maybe there's something else that can make everything okay." Itook a deep breath and said, "Really? I mean, anything I could do foryou. Except for...that." She told me, "So why don't you get out of youroffice clothes and I'll show you what I'm thinking about." I was elated.It appeared that we were going to finally have sex again after -- what? -- over two. That she and her friends did not receive the benefit of tolerance made it no less ingrained in her own personality.Putting aside her misgivings, she welcomed Agatha Roberts to her home.Mirriam’s misgivings popped back up through the rest of the day, as she and Agatha did their best to be in different parts of the house. At one point Mirriam entertained thoughts that Agatha might be spying on them, trying to document something that could be used against them. She didn’t know what that might be.
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