I opened my suitcase, grabbed a light jacket, and was heading towards the door when I heard a thud next door. I then heard Stacy groan, or grunt, I w...sn't sure."Ung!"The wall dividing the two rooms trembled. It sounded a little bit like demolition work could be going on. Then, I heard it again."Ung!"There was an odd pause between each time she made that guttural groan. The picture on the wall in my room banged. "Ung!"It was rhythmic. About one full second between each groan. Bill had been. That is nothing but a phone sex line and anyone that thinks differently is fooling themselves. The girls in the commercial were all terribly thin, ridiculously pretty, and were inviting the invisible audience to call them. I rolled my eyes and started to change the channel wondering who would do something like that. How much money could someone possibly make being a phone sex operator? I hate to admit it but the question stayed on my mind. Given how much money those phone lines charged per. “Were finally free from rules Noah. From this moment on were bachelors, who live on the wild side.”The words just left my mouth. I couldn't wait to meet a girls and go to clubs. All my life I had to go to a all boys school, but now im free to make my own choices in life. “Um Jaden, buddy I have to tell you something before we go up to your apartment”he said looking worried about something. I didn't really pay him no mind and just ran up stairs. All that was going though my mind was im free,im. The box was odd, large and made of plate metal upholstered in some fabric, most peculiar. It was oily and difficult to open but it was not locked. Inside I was surprised to find not metal or tools, but magazines. These magazines were nothing to do with metal or trains, they were about women, women that had no clothes for some reason.Emma from along the road was about my age and I had spent a lot of time with her. I was aware she and I were different down there but I didn't know why and saw no.