(Was it just her fantasy and delayed desire, fulfilled? I'm not sure.) Then it got weirder. She told me her soon-to-be-Ex and her had been recently fu...cking. OK, that's not "too" weird. My Ex had come over and fucked me (another story). Oh, it gets better.Then she said they were fucking in bed, and neighbor k*ds were watching them as they fucked. (I almost asked if they said something to those "k*ds" or encouraged them, or watched them --- but I didn't.)Then she said I should come over to her. “I’m not saying. But I mighta run across her. Spick, right?”“That’s right, Harold.”He tried crafty, “Reward, right?” He knew about the Sister Mary Packer money. Maybe lightening would strike twice.“Wrong. Well, let me rephrase that. Your reward will come in heaven.”“Fuck a bunch of heaven.”Still stalling. I stood waiting. Not thinking about being in a naked pimp’s bedroom. With Godzilla downstairs. I was just waiting, a skill I’ve been working on.He sighed, weight of the world. “Okay. Junior. I also arranged to see them the next day and talk to them about the future. When I told the girls this, Katy Immediately said that she should be there too, she also suggested that we should take Alice along because she was a very bright girl and we would need all the brains we could to make sure we handled things well. I agreed with her.When I got back in touch with Esther, I told her what the girls had suggested and extended the invitation to stay on for a few days after the funeral. I pointed. So what about your first kiss?Then Angie leaned over and kissed me on the lips...Angie: well i was 16 and i kissed you.Mark: Really, that was your first kiss.Angie: YeahMark: well it was mine to, if you don't count that whole kindergarden thing.Angie: reallyMark: Yeah, were pretty pathetic huh.Angie: No were just socially awkward that's all.Mark: Wow you really know how to cheer a guy up.Angie: I know what will cheer you up. Let's have sex.Mark: What!!!Angie: Think about it, when we go back.