"Hey, bitch!" Oh shit, she thought, her heart sinking as Lydia stepped out in front of her."Get lost," she frowned."I ain't getting lost, bitch. I wan...a talk to you!"She jabbed her finger against Tracy's chest and Tracy slapped her hand away.There were suddenly half a dozen girls around her, and none looked very friendly. Tracy swallowed anxiously, her head turning from side to side."I'm in a hurry," she said."Why?" one of them demanded."You in a hurry to meet with my boyfriend?!" Lydia. “That’s nice. Why?” Mike asked.“Oh, I’m thinking about selling the house,” Bob answered.“I didn’t know that. Moving up to a better neighborhood?” Mike asked.Bob looked around rather embarrassed before he answered, “I’m thinking of buying your house.”“Really?” Mike asked.“I’ve got to tell you that I really love that backyard of yours. My wife fell in love with the patio,” Bob answered. The afternoon they had spent in the patio had been one of the nicest times they had as a couple in years.. Damien must have come outside and heard me, because when I looked up, he was at my side holding back my hair for me.”Nigel snorted in disbelief, muttering, “Yeah, I’ll bet.”When her father narrowed his eyes and glared him down, Deana asked him, “Why, are you admitting you were out spying on me, Nigel? Is that what this is about, you enjoying telling tales you made up about me to my father?”Defiantly jutting out his chin, he said, “No, of course not. But since you disappeared, I was just. " Come on, Wendy, she's just a friend. I'm not married to her." You sleep with her, don't you?" she blurted out before she'd realized what she'd been thinking. She averted her eyes, angry at herself, and embarrassed at the way David laughed at her again.What do you know about sex, little lady?" More than you think," she said grimly. "More than you think."He chortled again. David lewdly thought about the pawing, groping hands of the local kids on her tender breasts, and her passion-filled.