Art groused a little bit as he used a pneumatic drill to cut a hole from the tunnel to the house for the vent to be brought through.Jenn and I had a d...scussion about my stove when she found out it was to be a wood burning stove which would also provide hot water. I almost ended any chance for a relationship with her when I got surely and asked, "What difference does it make to you?" The answer was apparently none, since she just turned and walked away from me. (Just color me dense at. "Totally!" Emily chimed in. I was laughing. "Besides,what if your husband came home and saw this? I'm not complaining,mind. But where is he? Did he have to work?" It was like flipping a switch. Terry ran inside and Emily followed her. "You are such an asshole,Tory! You know that? A total asshole." I scolded myself. I was walking back to my house when Charles walked over to me. "Boy!" He said in his gruff voice. I cut him a look that has made other men actually run from me. He wasn't. There is no window. There is a high ceiling. I feel as if I am at the bottom of a deep hole.It looks like a hospital but somehow it's too quiet for a hospital. No noise of other patients, no sign of any visitors. None of the bustle of a hospital ward.I have woken enough to realise that I feel slightly drunk. My mouth is dry. I flop my head back on to the pillow, confused. I try to remember how I got here? What is the last thing I remember? Walking down a street in London, talking on my mobile. He would give me this look sometimes. I knew there was something more to that look. And it turned me on for some reason. I was never turned on by a guy before. He had this cocky brash yet mature attitude that I liked. After talking I would imagine myself being taken control of by him. But at the time I would never do anything like that.Now I have to tell him I can't pay this semesters rent. Ugh. I avoided him for days. Then one day I drive past him and he waves me down. And asks me about the.