.?" she stammered and stopped. "Are you wearing panties? Are those MY panties?"I was completely frozen. I couldn't speak."Those were in my drawer!" sh... exclaimed. "Have you been going through my things?"We were both turning red in the face. I was horribly embarrassed. I think she was, too. And also angry. My heart started pounding out of my chest. I couldn't imagine what would happen next. What would my parents think when she told on me? How could I even start to explain? Would they be. Phil reminded me that he was calling the shots. His declaration didn’t make me feel any better, but I had agreed to the terms and I had no mula. After a few minutes, there was a tapping at my front door, so I opened to find Lisa, the leasing agent standing on my porch portico. She was all smiles, as Phil invited her into my apartment.“OK,” Phil began as Lisa stood silently beside me. Phil mentioned that I owed rent and that Lisa had lost some type of bet.“So, here’s my wish,” Phil began. “I. There was the floral of her perfume, something sickly sweet, like his grandmother liked to wear to cover the pee smell when she dribbled, and the dirty diaper smell because she could no longer reach to clean herself completely. All those smells were there, right in front of his nose. He leaned forward and placed a chaste kiss on the wrinkled cheek. Tiffany laughed. ‘Mr. Kirk, I swear, there’s a fly in this barroom. Something just flew past my ass cheek. Now you, little boy, back there, when I. ”“I want you to be safe,” I said.“May I suggest something?” she asked.“Yes,” I said.“Don’t wait for Neil to come to you,” she said. “Find him. Settle this on your terms.”I waved at the room. “That’s what this was supposed to be about: forcing him to come to me, to face me on my terms.”She shook her head. “You faced Heisler for me. Now you’re facing Neil for Leanne. You can’t wait for him to come to you, because it’s tearing you up.”“So, I go to him, not his trap, but him?”She nodded. “Just.