And then, she thought, there was The Libertine with whom she walked with. She thought he sounded middle aged—and she thought he might have been an i...ndustrialist or a billionaire playboy. Something about his voice was familiar to her, like she had heard it before maybe in a movie somewhere, but without a face she could not place it and he remained a mystery behind a mask. And yet he had a presence that she had never felt before and it chilled her. She looked up at him with curiosity and he led. " Jeremy said to give you this," she said handing me the plastic box with the name of a crematorium on it. "Jeremy said to tell you that he found him asleep under the cabin and he just didn't wake up."Of course I teared up, then said, "Tell him I said thank you." He also said to tell you that he was holding your job if you ever wanted it," she said then left without an answer."Tell him thanks for the ashes, and thanks for the offer, but I won't be back," I said to her back. When she left, I. I however was still intrigued with Katie.I took every opportunity to flirt with her, talk to her, touch any part of her. We had piggy back fights in the pool, I made sure she was on my shoulders every time. She might have weighed 80 pounds at best, no one could knock her off. I couldn’t help myself. The thing is though, I wasn’t all over her trying to get her in bed, and at no point did I even offer to take her into the house at all. I just couldn’t keep her off my mind.At one point she was. And down there she was wearing only panties and tied a dupatta around her waist like a skirt. I was shocked to see this side of her. Then she said she had a surprise for me. It was a picture of her facing her back to the camera. She was wearing tight black jeans and flaunting her ass in the camera.And a bra with hooks open, and hanging. I was so turned on by that. The sexting went on and later in the evening I went to her house. I bought condoms on the way there. She asked me to bring dinner so.