I walked out onto the deck and paced back and forth. Then it come to me. I went back inside and said. "Ask mom not Chrissy." I said."Why?" he asked."B...cause if he is the one, Chrissy at least knows he is a source for Ruffies," I said."What the hell are you talking about?" Wilson said."Okay for one thing, you have to assume I'm not crazy and I was drugged the night I spent with her and Brian. If Brian isn't the one who doped me Chrissy is. How much she knows is questionable, but she definitely. She pulled her hair back again then decided to wear it down. She put on a bit of makeup but nothing overpowering then finished up with her black ankle boots. The door bell rang, checking herself out one more time, she left the room and headed downstairs to answer the door.Natasha answered the door, a man she knew as Tom, a friend of her father, was standing in the door. He asked if her father was home. “He and Mom will not be home until tomorrow” she answered. Tom. But during the late evening of my third night there I "Got split up from my friends" I actually slipped away from them as I had had enough of looking at women!!I had found out where the gay bars were and went off exploring on my own. I checked out various clubs and bars and was facinated by the back rooms or dark rooms,I had looked into a few and had a quick grope as you do!!! But it was in the last bar I visited that I got my first real experience of what a dark room had to offer!!As you. She said, "I called for an appointment whileyou were sleeping. They had a cancellation and penciled you in." Isaid, "I can't go in there dressed like this, they all know me!" Shesaid, "Well now they'll get to know the real you." She came around tomy side of the car and practically pulled me out. She dragged me intothe salon, and Heidi, my regular stylist met us at the desk. Shelleysaid, "Hi Heidi, Diane here says you are responsible for her cutehairstyle. She's here for a manicure, pedicure and.