Words escape me on how to convey those feeling to you. Let me say, that the feelings that I get, I love. I mean it is not all physical, between the se..., the filthiest, and the nastiest. Well, that gives me a pleasure that starts in my brain, and flows (glows) through my body. That is what I am referring to when I tell you that what I do with these guys (and to myself) gives me pleasure.You see, that is what I was talking about before. I know that when I get home to Matt, that I am not sure I. “Sorry. She does this all the time. I know she’s the hot one. She always tries this and it never works out. What do I owe you for dinner?”It’s sad. I can’t see her figure under the Velma-from-Scooby Doo-sweater she’s wearing, but she’s not bad looking, aside from the glasses. She just needs to stick to her own geek-ish kind. I’m not a complete prick, I guess. “Look, dinner’s on me.”“Really?” She squeals the ‘ly’ part. It’s sort of innocent. Cute. “I don’t mind. I always pay half.”“Next time,” I. I responded softly, now afraid for my life. Good, now go in there and have a good time. I got out of the van and watched it roll away down the street, I looked at the door to the house in front of me, took a deep breath, and knocked. I heard J.C. call from within the house, Its open! I opened the door and walked into the house of the girl that would change my life. The house was very nice on the inside, it was a two-story house with me in what seemed to be a large living room, with bedrooms. Not even like this." Susan," I started. "Well, Ariel, then, or which do you prefer? What's all this about?" I prefer Susan, she's ... unblemished. New. But anyhow, like I said I'm in the witness protection program. Or I was, when I was still alive. And that's because of Ariel. She knew stuff, I knew stuff, and I had proof. Stuff that would send a really important man to jail for a really long time, like the rest of his worthless fucking life." Her voice got very hard as she said the.