Craig looked around. He saw one, maybe two kids who were looking his way, but didn't see anybody who seemed to be surprised at - or care about - the f...ct that Craig Austin was sitting with his sister and Sherry Masters at lunch."Nobody's looking," he said. "Will you go out with me?" What?" gasped Sherry as Carly choked on what she was eating and started coughing."You know, like on a date," he said."Are you crazy?" she hissed."I have to ask somebody out on a date or people will get suspicious,". Inventory.” Harold leaned back, pleased that he’d plucked that word out of the ether.This was interesting in a car wreck sort of way. “Are you looking for a house to ... to work out of?”“Nah. I’d like that, but too much heat. Fucking neighbors. The Association be callin’ the cops every 15 minutes.”“Then what?”“Apartment building. Whole building. Mine.”Actually not that bad an idea. The right building in the right neighborhood. Managed with circumspection ... Fuck! What in the world am I doing?. “You still owe me Ate (A-te, a word means older sister in Phils).” I said and hoping she remember.“Huh,...? What’s that? She asked.“Remember, you said that you will let me see your pussy next time but we haven’t played that way yet.” I told her with a bit of hesitation. “That’s it? I will actually show you more than you expect.”She said as she take my hand and lead me to their parents room. Nobody was there and her mom was downstairs. She open a cabinet and open the big drawer. She put her hand. Why don't you have an early night?" He looked at me and winked. What a tactful soul!Abby and I went to our room. We couldn't wait. Unfortunately there were two single beds. I looked at Abby with an expectant gleam in my eye, which she returned. "Now," I said, "which of the beds are we going to use?" Let's push 'em together Mel," she suggested with a wicked grin. After much puffing and panting we managed to get both beds together. We looked with pride at our handiwork. "There! That'll give us.