I then walked to the door. No one bothered me since I still held the weapon at the ready. Once at the door I stopped. I opened the revolver's cylinder...and dumped the bullets on the floor. I tossed the gun as far back into the bank as I could, and then I ran for my life. Thankfully the Metro was right outside of the building, and I was able to meld into the crowd before anyone could stop me.When I arrived at the railroad station, I did stop to use my cell phone. I called my grandmother's lawyer. I sat down and we just looked at each other for a minute. Finally she said something. "So, where do we go from here". I cleared my throat and replied "I am willing to keep this a secret but I want something in return". "I dont have any money" she replied. "I dont want money, I want you". She laughed and said "thats obvious, I have seen what I do to you when I get next to you". We both giggled. Of course I was ready to do it right there but she suggested we leave school grounds. She told me to. She looked like a new person, the hardness in her face had softened, she felt and looked years younger. She went to bed while I was still working in the office, I heard her moan a few times for the first time in a long time.Over coffee the next morning, she told me she had a massage, and it felt like heaven, she smiled and said, being pampered is all it's cracked up to be. I felt good about myself for bringing this all about. At work I had this idea, maybe I could arrange for a massage on a. But you are the only boy who is talking about it.” “Because I know you better than anyone. You are a woman now. Don’t act like you don’t understand anything.” “I’m not a woman yet. But I understand you are too curious about me.” She was smiling. I thought this was the time. She wasn’t trying to change the subject. I should give her some good dose. I said, “Yes I am.” Then I wanted to bring some emotion there. I put my hands around her waist. She looked at me. I didn’t look much to her,.