Don't wait for me.”“What are you going to do?” She asked.“Something that probably should have happened twenty years ago.” I said. “Except ...he's not in my head anymore.”“Just be careful.” She said, giving me a kiss, and running off to the boat.I went back to our table, and filled the rest of the girls in on what was going on. They all agreed to help me. They were going to spread out along the sandbar, and point them in the right direction once they made it out there. They were also going to bring. If you haven't made a decision by then I will pick one for you. Ok, those are the rules. Now, do you have a toilet I can use?" she asks, looking around the apartment."Yeah, over there." Gage mumbles, pointing towards a closed door."Thanks." she replies, walking over to the door and opens it, scrunching her face at the interior."I think I'll hold it, another few years won't kill me." she mutters, closing the door and plops down at his desk instead."Ok, let me get this straight. You're," he. "Hello?" he called out, creeping up the hallway and onto the stairs, a bedroom door slightly ajar with soft music and a bluish light seeping out.Drawn like a moth to a flame, Matthew pushed open the door and stepped inside the partly lit bedroom. Lying atop the bed in the sulphur-like glow and clad in just stockings and suspenders, Connie made no effort whatsoever to cover up. Dark straggly tentacles of hair spilled on the pillow and her pert breasts were brazenly on display. His eyes lowered. Subtract twenty pounds and a couple of bra cup sizes, and she and Janie could have been identical twins.As soon as Janie’s mom saw Jason, her scowl immediately turned into a big fake smile. She came over to him. For a moment, Jason thought she was going to hug him.Instead, she reached out her hand, “You must be Jason. Janie’s told us so much about you.”Jason started to speak, “Hello, Mrs...” That’s when Jason realized he didn’t know Janie’s last name and therefore didn’t know her parents’ last.