"Goodbye, little guy," she said at last and gave the head another quick kiss to leave Derek wanting more."I need to get out of this costume. It's itchy." Lisa ran to the bathroom and quickly changed back into her clothes and checked to see if she had wiped everything off of herself.When she returned to his room, Derek was still wearing his costume and his pants were pulled up. "Here you go," he said holding out money to her.His demeanour reminded her of James, the young boy from the garage sale. Harmless and hopeless. She looked at the money and took only a ten dollar bill. "Save it for the next time, k? Besides, I kinda went off your script." Okay," he said. A hint of embarrassment was still in his voice, but the future prospect seemed to cheer him a little.Lisa went upstairs and left by the side door where her bike was waiting for her.Days later, she was sitting at home, alone as usual, watching TV and bored out of her mind when her phone went off.hi, how are you?Lisa smiled out of. Fred Gwynne could laugh with a childish honesty and innocence that no one—no one—has been able to imitate since. And Fred never had to ask where or when to shoot his load.I sighed and watched and listened to Leon’s grunts and then the final explosion that had him growling and gasping as if he just passed a watermelon through his colon.It sickened me just a little bit. I looked at the floor, my stomach grumbling for a drink in a bad way. I glanced up long enough to make sure the lights were on him and Candy’s glistening, wondrous face.Yeah.Candy…I think I’ll ask her out.Chapter 2…Who?I know what you’re thinking—was it all an act?No. Not by a long shot.And that surprised me.Candy slammed back on me with a gusto that nearly broke my hip. Some of my rum and coke shot out of my mouth onto her back.“Oh!” Candy said, squirming on me. I think she thought that…hell, I hadn’t the slightest idea what was going through her head. And I didn’t care. I was just enjoying myself. A bit too much.
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