So I walked up the stairs and checked the bathrooms, nobody. Parents room, nobody. Since there was no where else to check, I walked up to the door ...of Bobby’s room. I didn’t want to barge in, that would be rude and yet I didn’t want to knock because that would give Bobby to hide whatever he was doing. So I decided to look through the key hole and saw something I wasn’t ready for. He was masturbating, while a baby sitter was there, I thought of how unprofessional he was. i mean he was. At first he had figured it was part of the package when it came to being an architect. But while they did have a major project to finish, it didn’t seem to keep anyone else from leaving work at a fairly reasonable hour. Christmas was approaching fast and everybody seemed to look forward to the festivities, everyone but him. James heaved another heavy sigh as he thought about this. Just like his willingness to work non-stop, his reluctance to do Christmas preparations was connected to his lack. Meet with you're approval"It was soft but firm, the leather was warm from the day's sun that had been shining upon it, directly above the ceiling had glass skylights, allowing the suns and rays to fall upon it, kinda accentuating the whole block, making it the centre of attraction, which no doubt it was... well tonight it would be."Yes... yes, I guess so" I said, rather nervously. I looked at the now gathering group of guys as the news spread that a woman had volunteered to go on the block. The sheriff showed up, but the witnesses all said I was defending myself. After apologizing to Diane and Joy, I didn't wait around for morning. I left that night.Again I was heading west, not know where, but heading west. I worked at garages, farms, truck stops and even a catfish farm for the next year. The call of the wild was answered and I worked in Washington for two months for a logging company. Too wet and rainy up there for me; that's why I came back after only two months. The money was.