It's way too hot for this shit. I didn't know you were coming over and I was planning to sit around in my panties. Is this okay?"I didn't know what to...say. My mind went blank with the thought of what she must look like behind that towel."Uh, yeah. No, that's fine. I can't really blame you. I'm roasting in these jeans." Thank God. This heat is unbearable." She quickly dropped the towel to the ground and I couldn't help but soak in the view before me. It was like she pulled back the curtain on a. The Officer accepted the girl’s offer with an awkward smile.She left, and he heard ice cubes tumble into a glass, then water running.A door opened, and an old Hispanic man wearing a dirty sleeveless shirt and a pair of low-hanging greasy brown trousers without a belt, shuffled into the living room. The fly of his pants was unzipped, and through the opening, Officer Hindenbaum caught a glimpse of yellow-stained underwear.As the man continued to move towards the kitchen, he stepped on his pant. I texted him the afternoon he left but I got a curt reply back: 'Sorry, can’t talk. Will text you soon.' No kisses, no smiley faces, nothing affectionate. Two days pass without a word. I try calling him but all I get is his voicemail. I couldn’t sleep that night. Too tired of debating of whether he was too busy to talk to me or he didn’t want to talk to me at all, I figured that he didn’t want things to continue. The following day, I decided to try and save what little dignity I had left and. The coffee tasted like he remembered, but the experience of buying it had left a lot to be desired. He returned to his car and headed towards the store. While driving down the busy streets, he looked at the buildings thinking that a lot of them needed painting.Pepper arrived at his store and took a minute to look at it before parking in the rear. There were all kinds of posters plastered to the windows advertising cigarettes, the lottery, and cups of soda with movie themes on them. A few of the.