“Fine.”
Caitlyn took a side track through the freezing rain to pick up a zippered bag from her little black Yaris before heading to the house. Porn video “Well that’s too bad, it’s my body and I like it.” She put her shirt back on. The only light was from the fire which was blazing nicely. Steady income, right? “You don’t like it, do ya?”
“No, sorry.” I gulped. The only time we would actually talk to each other was when we would sit down to have something to eat or drink or when we would crowd into my little office where there’s a drafting table, a laptop and old drawings and files galore. Of course I couldn’t say anything like that to her. It had just gone dark outside.










