Mysterysolved. Back to surveillance training.Over the next few weeks, Nathaniel became very good with his camera, andgot to know Randy and--as he beg...n to call her--Randi, very well. Theywere a cute couple, who looked a lot alike. Randy seemed to be gettingbolder, because Nathaniel was seeing more of both of them in the windows,especially upstairs.And one night, while watching Randy transform himself into Randi,Nathaniel realized he had an erection from watching this hot woman whowasn't. Tracy said. ‘He’s the owner of the inn across the square—you saw him pass by just now, I’m sure.’ ‘He’s a dreamboat,’ Miz. Donna said, her own voice showing dreamy. ‘She used to take coffee with us here regularly, Muriel did,’ Miz. Tracy said. ‘Don’t know why she stopped, though. She hasn’t been around in a while. Maybe it’s her husband. He plays the sax. Used to work in the clubs downtown—some of those drag queen clubs, I think. He’s been gone for a while, though. I heard he went to Memphis or. I remember her from 8th grade, I had a huge crush on her, and she had a crush on me too. She was fucking hot then and now she is even more fuckable. “I brought her here because I know that you thought she was sexy and I wanted to spice things up for our second time,” Ang explained.“I also wanted to fuck your brains out back then Mike. I thought you were so sexy, and knew you would be good in bed. Now I can finally find out for myself,” said BriHoly Shit! I was actually going to have a threesome. Things came to a head a couple of weeks before the winter break when I told her that I loved her but that I understood that she didn't feel the same way. She responded that she did love me, but she just needed more time to feel comfortable enough to be with me that way. In retrospect, I feel guilty for pulling the same crap that boys always use to pressure girls into a physical relationship. Neither of us was a virgin, so I guess I just assumed that she didn't trust me enough to share with me.