Without thinking, I’ve got my hand through my overalls pocket to get my stiffening knob upright. God knows what the girls next door are thinking, wa...ching Wanker through the blind. They can see my eyes are wide and popping, and my mouth is hanging open like the gormless tosser I am. Miss Michelle holds the paper tray and Her arms squeeze Her bosoms. Like I’ve seen in mags many times, and which usually is enough to make me spunk my pants. It’s at times like these – very rare though they are –. We spent a leisurely hour and a half dining starting with a nice broth, followed by roast duck and finishing with a delicious trifle. The meal was washed down with generous amounts of a light rose wine. We wrapped our meal up with a nice glass of Drambuie liqueur, a Scottish favorite then retired to the sofa in front of the fireplace. Catherine went to clear away the dishes, but I told her not to bother that we could clean up in the morning, and to come join us with our drinks. She had also. I wasn't sure that she 100% trusted me but finally weexchanged "I Love You's" and she hung up. On the house thing, I didn'ttell her that whenever I wasn't at school, or sleeping, or over atJeff's, that I'd been doing a lot of cleaning up around the house. Thelaundry was all caught up, the carpets vacuumed, the windows washed, thekitchen scrubbed from top to bottom and everything really lookedspotless. I don't know why I put the effort into the cleaning but it justseemed to feel sort of relaxing. Neither of us apparently knew anyone in the complex and didn’t worry about that.Rachel said, “Gerald, I get the sense that Beth’s presence disturbed you?”“Yes, it did. Our relationship was short, though intense. She was starting to come to church and then left for a two-week training in California. She went off the deep end and quit communicating while she was there. Apparently, there was a lot of drinking and sex which has spilled into her situation here. We didn’t last long enough for me to.