"South," was all the boy said, voice still shaking in the rhythm of his shivers. "That's a very general direction," I commented. "Away from here is go...d enough," he replied already starting to recover and obviously in no mood for discussions. South was the way I was going anyway so I left it at that for the time being. The boy must have been around 20, skinny, longish hair. I hadn't seen much of the girl when they got in. She was probably the same age, same hair length, same shorts and t-shirt. "Are you all right dear?" the figure has stopped over another figure on the bed, who also cannot be made out very well. As the figure speaks it is clear it is female."Yes, a little nervous though." The other is a male, her lover, or soon to be lover."You know you don't have to do anything," her sentence is broken when her lips are met by his, "If you don't want to." He was not the only one who was nervous, she was shaking, but she wasn't going to let him know that. Heavens no. She is always. I have a lot of guy friends. Mostly gay- some semi-gay- and we throw a lot of parties. Any parties that I have you are invited to and a little bird told me that you were only, what? Eighteen? That’s fine. Get trashed. Just please, puke in el bano.’ It was an hour before Gabriel finished laying down his ground rules. Finally Caden was alone and she took refuge on a red couch in her new room. She looked around, stalling time before taking out her phone. The room was exactly what she needed. The. "Well, you can't just keep wearing the same dress over and over; if wantto do this more often, we'll need to get you some more clothes." Thatsounded good! "In fact, there's a lot more shopping we might do. Your wig is verypretty, but if you want to keep dressing up, we should get one closer toyour size, and if you want to wear makeup, we should find the rightshades to match your skin. What if we went back to Neiman's tomorrow toget you some more things?" "But I can't go buy makeup dressed.