For a moment I just sat there, thinking, letting my mind wonder. Then I thought about that girl. You know that one girl that just the thought of her m...kes you get "ideas", at that moment I knew what I was gonna do for the next 3 hours. I went to the front door to make sure everyone was gone and my mom had not come back because she forgot something. Everyone was gone, the house was still and silent, yet a soft breeze made the house creek a little. I stood for a moment then turned down my hallway. I don't want to be like them when I'm older, I don't want to say I wish I did, I want to be say I did all the things I wanted to. Is it so hard to understand, do you think that's wrong?” she asked.Her logic made sense to me but I still questioned some of things she had written, some were strange and in some cases sounded very painful.“I agree some of the things are very strange, and frighten me a little but I think doing them at least once wouldn't hurt. Like some of those older people tell me,. " Then I'm sorry but it's not an emergency, you'll have to contact police and report the theft to them." But ... But ... I'm too busy to call over the place. Can't you just report it?" I sputtered sounding irritated."No, I can't, sir, you can contact them yourself. If you're too busy now, call them tomorrow morning." With that the 911 operator disconnected my call.I took my copy of Francine's car key off my key ring. Quietly opening her car door, I got in, laid the shotgun next to me on the. "Go ahead," he told her, his voice quiet and calm and commanding.She hesitated."Getting selective all of a sudden?" he jibed. "Or are you beyond fucking human males?" As he spoke, he rested his hand on top of her head, running his fingers through her hair and drying his hand of her juices."N-no," she began, intending to say more as she struggled to contain her excitement. There it was, right before her eyes, just what she'd been craving! He was right about her, so right it hurt, but she was.