.I sat down to pee, so I wouldn't make any kind of mess on the seat and he asked through the door If I would like something to drink. I told him some... water would be good. I finished my business, washed my hands and joined him in the Kitchen. It was at this point that I finally got a good look at him. He about 6'4 and as I said before, thick all over. neck, arms. chest, all the way down to his feet. He was a ginger and had just a little scruff on his face. He started talking again and. It is necessary. He's a grown man now, and I'm paying him very well for this job. Yes, I do want to keep him on even after he starts at UCLA. Yes, Dick IS that much of an asshole, and I honestly don't trust him." She winked at me again and grinned as I stifled a laugh."Oh, he left his PS3 and 360, but took everything else already? Uh huh. Ok. Ok, I'll tell him. He is NOT going to like that, though. Oh, he's up. One moment, and I'll let you tell him yourself and see what he says." She put her. That's quite ordinary; so ordinary that it was odd that she mentioned it. He's very conscious that I don't fancy him at all and he regularly avoids me. It's not that I dislike him but I never flirt with him in the way that he expects of all women. Also he is very conscious that Susan's office life is sharply separated fro[Mw1]m her domestic doings in a way that actively excludes him and I'm definitely business. I'm not sure how clearly either of them realise the existence of this barrier but I. ” I say. We say the traditional goodbye and hang up. Grant is what you would call a genuinely good guy. He is polite, reliable, trustworthy, and reasonable. He knows how to make me happy and we get along. The fact that we go to different schools and have different friends doesn't seem to affect our relationship negatively. Dad gets home from work and I alert him on my plans for the evening then go hop in the shower to make myself pretty and fresh for Grant. My boyfriend. Not Devin. My brother..