This was her opportunity to cook for me and spend some time at her place.Once there, Saya ordered me into the living room and refused to let me near t...e kitchen, despite my intentions to help out. "You are not my husband. So get out of here and watch basketball or something."So I fidgeted on the couch, watching the TV (I missed my plasma) and nervously glanced into the kitchen every now and again where Saya was smoothly cooking up something that smelled delicious. This all felt very strange,. Kathy held her tight. She had never seen her bold friend frightened before, but how she was as timid as a mouse. "Then he'll have to buy you for me or he can't have me at all. I promise."Anyway, I know Daddy won't even consider selling me until after we graduate, so there's plenty of time to make everything okay," Kathy comforted. The two girls lay with hair entangled and quietly gazed into each other eyes as the late afternoon sun shot long golden beams through the window of Christi's. .Something clicked. She couldn't move. Stopped in mid-thought, all she couldsee in front of her eyes were the letters "32UA9" and her last thought was"What the...?" Caught you!" came the shrill voice behind her. "You know, you're just alittle pervert. Watching those grubby pornoflix just proves it. You're just asicko lesbian." The voice came from her sister who was standing behind her,and Teri knew she was in trouble. She had found the disk by the machine, andonce she started playing it, she. " Who might not have been an 'ex' if she knew how to smile..." And all the baggage I bring with me..." Back to that horde of barbarians and me and my broom. I love you, angel..." This crap is because I wasn't exactly an angel, Barry." You've told me. I accept that. It's history. That's all. History." You sure, Barry?" I said it softly. He looked at my eyes. He does that, like he's reading my heart."Jessica Spinetti, I love YOU. The 'you' I found a few weeks ago, the smart, funny, cute, happy.