"We walked across the street and to her house, but she wouldn't let me go up to the door with her. I ran back to the Oldham house, cursing the sand an... small pebbles that cut into the bottom of my feet.Ellen burst into my room the next morning before I had a chance to remove the towel and wet suits from the balcony rail. But I was up and had taken a leak. The glass she held on a tray was only half full of orange juice."Molly knocks on the door and waits for me to tell her to come in," I said,. Her skin was fair had the most beautiful lips and breast. Her hips were buttery and eyes were the most expressive one I have seen, so most of the time when I used to speak to her I would watch her lips move and she used to notice me staring at her lips and smile. I had hard time breaking the stare but this what I wanted her to know, I was interested. There was times when I used to come out of the bathroom only in a towel and show off my body to her and take my time moving from one place to. I just expect you to keep your mouth shut.’ Henry was over a barrel and he knew it. ‘Okay, Mark. Your secret is safe.’ ‘Ellen isn’t the quickest draw in the west,’ he said and picked up his briefcase, ‘I’ve got a good thing going here, and I intend to keep it that way.’ Henry was silent as Mark opened the door and left. Once the door lock engaged and he was alone, Henry sighed and rubbed his eyes. The situation had gone from bad to worse in a matter of minutes. He knew that he should have just. Without warning, Ms. Sorenson (or ma'am, never mom, not her) burst into my bedroom, her blonde hair hanging loose (she always wore it in a bun) and her navy blue robe loosely tied. The look on her face was one of fury."What the hell are you up to?" she yelled. "You've interrupted my beauty sleep and more than likely woke up the entire neighborhood!"For fourteen years, my anger at this woman had been building up inside me. She blamed me for everything that went wrong in her life. I had had.