I said, “Wow that sounds like you have your hands full, but don’t your ‘boyfriends’ get jealous of each other, not to mention you hanging out ...with all those good looking very well to do doctors?”She said, “Actually, I keep them on a schedule so, well, it does get a little complicated time to time, but, well, actually my boys do know I am seeing other people, as are they, but no, no one gets jealous or possessive. Why? Honey, are you having troubles?”I was shocked. How could she have come to. Nobody seemed to be at home. Now all I had to do was to find a ladder that would reach up to the second floor. Or... Hook! Yes a hook with a rope attached to it could do the trick.I looked all over the place to find something that could work as a hook, an old rope I found in the yard of a warehouse and there I also found an iron bar that could be bent into a hook. With some difficulty I was able to attach the rope to the hook and happily I made my way back to Miss Nordstrom's place.It didn't. My parents were at home packing, not worrying about me, and Camryn’s parents were both at work. Just her and I and a dream come true, that is if she took care of her little sister. I think I turned her against Corey pretty well. I knocked happily on the door - a courtesy. Usually after about fifteen seconds, I would walk in if no one answered and it was unlocked.I heard faint shouts from the second story and someone running down the stairs. The front door flung open to Corey’s beet red,. Her danger periods were in the evening hours when she started in on the gin and tonics or some type of vodka martini that was all the go. It was at those times that her inhibitions vanished and she did some naughty things she would not normally do.I don't know what got into me but when she dared me to taste the martini concoctions; I succumbed to her persuasive powers and had two of them without blinking an eyelash. Now we were both forearmed with enough bravado to risk making fools of.