“Curing is preferred,” he replied, stepping closer to where I stood, wondering if I should take flight or stay and see where the conversation was ...going to go. He was ruggedly handsome, so I decided to do the latter.He moved in closer and whispered something about finding a more secluded place for a good evaluation of his leg.“Your peg leg,” I said.“Yes, the hard one,” he replied.I glanced down at his crotch. Don’t ask me why, I just did. He obviously had his own personal party going on, judging. "Nice place. How's the roomie working out?" Matthew asked, taking a seat on the sofa."Angela? She's great. When I first heard I was getting a roommate I was afraid that I'd get some prissy English girl but Angela's not like that at all. She should be back soon, I'm sure you'll like her," Elizabeth looked guiltily at the coffee cups and discretely put them into the kitchen area. "It's ok Liz. You are allowed to be messy sometimes. I thought it was traditional for a student," Kat said."That's. I then had to step out between two of the parked trucks and walk to the front at least even with the front bumper not knowing if anyone was sitting in the driver seat or not. I thought on this for a few days trying to decide if I wanted to accept or decline, and even drove to that truck stop during the day to scope it out before I decided. Since her dare gave me the option of doing it any time I wanted, day or night, I decided to accept.I decided to do this on a Friday morning around 1 AM. All the pain i went through and i didn't even notice someone else was going through the same thing. i blame myself completely. with no where to go i walk the streets looking for somewhere to sleep. i walk down an alley that seems to be too familiar. but i don't think anything of it i just keep walking. " Tiffany? oh my god come here!" i heard a women's voice call behind me. when i turn and see Chris' wife i begin to panic. she invites me in for something to drink. it's the same house. " what.