We often hung out at each others apartments, watching games, having a few drinks, inviting friends to join us, watching the occasional movie. It was a...n easy friendship; I was myself around him. He had even helped me pick out the paint for my apartment and offered to help. I suppose somewhere along the line I should have seen the signs though, what came next was a complete shock for me. I placed the paint roller down on the plastic sheet below our feet and let out a sigh. “This looks amazing,” I. I told him it was a girl I was living with. He seemed positively elated I could attend. I was curious, but did not quite share his level of enthusiasm. Nonetheless, it was set. Marcy and I would be leaving in a couple of weeks.“Did he tell you that you have a sister you never met?” Marcy asked after I got off the phone.“Yeah, I heard.” I answered somewhat unenthusiastically.“Aren’t you at least a bit excited about that?” Marcy asked as she stepped forward and put her arms around me.“I. She moaned at times, laughed at us getting caught. By the end, she looked in the mood for a kiss. We made out in the booth.“You are so GOD! DAMN! SEXY! Amos Durbin. Fuck me tonight,” she pouted, showing me her beautiful, blue, puppy dog eyes. What’s a man to do but oblige? I quickly paid Aaron and we left.She stroked the crotch of my Levi’s as I drove the short distance to our duplex. She was more than a mild distraction: I almost missed my driveway. I parked the car, turned off the. ? George said ashe looked at the menu and wondered why he wasn?t the least bithungry. ?We could be in one of those small towns that don?t botherlocking their doors. That would explain how we ended up in thebedroom of that house.? ?That doesn?t explain who changed our outfits.? Donna protestedas they talked and walked. They walked over to the local movietheatre and were about turn away with a sigh when they saw emptyseats when the projector clicked on. ?Come on.? George said as he ran arched up.