She's always wearing jeans; or mega-tight or mega-loose, there's no middle point. So, it was winter break and we made plans for a horror movies night.... My parents left the house for some days, so it was at my home. We made a lot of food and american snacks, and they brought a lot of alcohol. I don't drink, i don't like the flavor and it's funnier to see my friends acting dumb when I'm sober. So, Natasha was just in her underwear (a thong) and a long shirt that covered up to her knees, and even. .. Val...”‘Hmm?”“I had better go back to my room.”“‘Kay...”“Do you want your sleep tee?”“‘Kay...”“Here...” He helped slide it over her head. Carter kissed her lips. “See you in a little while.”“Mmm...” Valerie lay on her side clutching a pillow. Carter pulled the covers over her. He slipped into his robe and pocketed his phone. Gently he opened and closed the den door and tiptoed upstairs. He noticed the door to his room was ajar. I thought I closed that, he thought. He climbed into his. Patience and time. Never rush things. Let them develop at their own pace, taking it slow and you can adjust to just about anything within reason. It’s all about comfort levels…The conversations began to include me occasionally. Not that I joined in. I was merely the topic. I am not sure if it was meant to embarrass me. If it was, It achieved its purpose. Not that I minded. Quite the opposite, in fact. Blushing with every word, I’d listen to her talk about me with a sense of pride. Yes, I was a. "It's cool. I have some things I have to do the next few days anyway. You never saw me skip, right?" Trish raised her eyebrows at me."I never saw it." I agreed, giving her one final hug. She turned, and descended the staircase towards the street. She turned one more time, giving me a friendly wave, before she entered her car and drove off down the street.I stood on the stairwell for a long moment, dressed only in boxers and a t-shirt. I truly hadn't wanted her to leave. Trish's presence seemed.