The boss brought her a check, had her sign a bill of sale, and it was done. She picked up the large garbage cans from the office and brought them out ...to the garage, dumping them into the town's rolling garbage bin and then rolled the bin out to the curb for pickup. She asked one of the neighbors to roll the bin behind the house; she would be back next week to get the place ready for sale.Katie took one last look around, shed a tear, and headed back to Tucson.EpilogThe house was sold six months. So I was away for a couple of days, travelling on business, staying at a hotel. Whilst I always hope to meet a lovely woman for some company, the reality is this is never as easy as one's fantasies would suggest. You look at the services card they place on the desk area offering various services. They never seem to have what everyone wants surely; they offer breakfast, faxing, printing, dinner, room service, but never a massage or blowjob let alone a fuck. I still look in the pointless hope. But Bread & Circus doesn't carry mouse pads, I'm pretty sure, and the computer store at the mall is so crappy it won't have any that don't have Star Wars pictures on them. You have to go to Cambridge these days to get a plain old gray mouse pad without any stupid cartoons on it. And anyhow, I still don't know what I'm going to buy at the grocery store.He's in the bathroom--good thing. But my God! He's taking a shower! It'll take hours and I'll never get to sleep...OK. Carrots. Salad stuff.. " She added a wink emoji.This seemed like such a big development for such a casual attitude. That caused a temporary hit to my self-esteem while simultaneously enflaming my still simmering libido.I didn't know anyway to get the words past my lips, but I stammered the following: "Uh ... uh ... Lauren said you could fuck me if she gets to watch." Adrianne kept her eyes on the road but ventured a couple of quick glances in my direction. "She said you could be the one who takes my virginity." Whoa,.