"Cops don't stay normal.They get weird. See too much." I nodded. "I'm beginning to understand that, myself." Debbie justrolled her eyes at me.*...**19:29 17 Jan "Well, what's next?" asked Debbie. Helen scratched her head. "I can't decide whether to stay out anddo something else, or go home and take a nap," she admitted. "It's beena hard week." Debbie looked at me, I looked back, Helen looked off at thestreetlights, I think. Long pause. "Ice cream," said Helen. . We finally went into a bar that advertised “great apps and hot women!” The food was fast and hot. Every man there stared at Ellie as if she were too. There were a couple of women my age at the bar who looked me over as I went to the men’s room. As I turned to wash my hands, the taller redhead stepped into the restroom looked at me with a smile and said, “Obviously you can keep a girl happy, but what about a woman?” she asked. I tipped the trash can to block the door, lifted her up onto the. I slow a little, but keep going down the next half-flight to the laundry room. He stops at the door, cracking it open to take a smoke. I don’t smoke, but I’ll gladly stand and talk to him if he’s there when I’m finished loading the dryer. He is still there. He’s watching me, as I bend over to tuck the laundry into the dryer. I can see him watching, and he makes no secret of it. His eyes tell me stories of what he’d like to do with what he sees, and what he doesn’t see. I wish I could live some. She said that she would go down on a guy if she really liked him and actually liked swallowing cum. She said she was dating a boy and made arrangements to meet him in the boiler room between the boys & girls locker rooms so she could give him some head. They'd done it several times before and had never had a problem. She told me that she was going down on her boyfriend when she heard a male voice ask what was going on. Her boyfriend jumped up and ran out of the boiler room and left her sitting.