He had his hand in the small of her back and she was playing with her long, ginger locks and smiling as they laughed together. I began to feel really ...ealous so I went over to break them up. She said he'd offered to let us stay at his parents place for the night which was just round the corner. The deal was we're had to sleep in the living room though as his parents were asleep upstairs and we had to be quiet. I was reluctant at first but then he started buying in round of shots and I thought. I love that. She looked to be about my age, that is, 22.It was hard to say why she wasn’t very attractive. I think it was just her perpetually blank expression.Anyway, twelve o’clock rolled by, and I wasn’t getting much response from the woman that I had been trying for, so I just walked over to the oriental girl and asked if she could use a ride home.Her name was Sue, and she lived in a nice neighbourhood. We went up to her apartment, and she led me straight to her bedroom.I. I started to speak, but he held up his hand for me to remain silent. He read the tire size, touched the knife, and then led me into one of the large empty garage bays. He pulled a tire off a metal rack and verified the size, then turned to me: "It'll cost you $80 - mounted and balanced. The tire you've got is no good; couldn't even put a tube in it with the gash the knife left."I smiled and told him to go ahead. He stood still until I peeled four twenty-dollar bills from the small roll in my. I look through the peep-holeand see that it's Ms. Melendez, carrying some bags. Reluctantly, I openthe door and she barges in. "Where's your bedroom?" she asks. I point, and she rushes through thedoor, dumping the contents of the bags on my bed. There are a fewskirtsuits and several articles of female undergarments. She rushes tomy dresser and starts filling her bags like she's at the supermarket."Um, Ms. Melendez, how did you find my apartment?" I ask."Your address is listed on your CV,".