”“I think I just died inside. And I’m going to take your sister with me,” she growled.“Why are you such a bitch, Sarah,” he muttered under...his breath.The next day, Kevin woke up refreshed, hoping on his computer with a grin, thinking about his plan to demolish Sarah as he looked up all the current LGBT lingo to set up his next move.Jimmy is outside washing his car, when Nazz walks up.“Hey Jimmy, how’s going, dude?”“Just washing my car ... Nazz,” he tried to hold back the venom.“So ... uh .... I gently withdrew and moved next to her. She turned and draped one arm and one leg over me, and I wrapped my arms around her.“I take it that helped,” I teased.“Are you kidding?” she breathed, snuggling closer. “Right now I’m so relaxed I could fall asleep!”I took that as a hint, and reached back to flip the switch which would turn off the reading light, then closed my eyes and fell asleep.September 17, 1982, McKinley, OhioI awoke with my alarm on Friday morning, finding myself spooned together. .lonely and forlorn.She knew I was still trying to figure out exactly why she wanted to know what I did when I wasn't at work. On a previous visit, I had expressed admiration for the palatial digs she lived in."Would you like a tour?" she asked.Of course I was interested. Curious. Intrigued.Her tour started with the gracious lanai. They spent most of their time here, she explained. family time, she added. A big screen TV dominated one end of the lanai. "Bet you can watch some amazing. I also shut off her phone service and forwarded her mail to my house. Her apartment rent included the utilities so that was taken care of. When we got back to my place I started supper as she lay down for a while. Supper went on hold as she slept for two hours, awakening only because she needed to pee. After dabbing her dry she asked me, no pleaded with me to shave her pussy again, claiming the stubble was bothering her. I got her to have supper first but she clearly wanted to finish so I could.