Finally she was satisfied.Tearing the sketch from her pad, she brought it over to Kathy and Ken. When Kathy looked at it, she gasped in amazement. Whe... Ken looked, he did, too. First, she had caught the incredible love that the two people shared. She had caught Kathy's beauty and innate goodness and loveliness.But there were a couple of details that caused them to shake their heads in incredulity. First, although they had been posed in front of a bookcase solid with books, in the sketch there. She kicked wildly and caught her balance and then realized with suddenhorror what was really happening. She had forgotten about that goddamlong-skirted evening gown. Halfway up the escalator she had let go of theskirt. Now the worn out escalator had snagged it, had gotten it thoroughlyentangled, and the idiot machine was doing its mindless mechanical best topull her to the floor, pull her through the floor, turn her intolegal-educated mincemeat as it passed through the mesh on its return. Maybe it was funny? Maybe they could laugh about it.Before he knew it, Carson found himself wandering back to the fourteenth floor. He had made up some flimsy excuse that he was just looking to help tidy things up. But when he knocked at the door, no one answered.His heart sank. Fuck, Carson thought. He’s gone. But he shouldn’t be--Mr. Armisen wasn’t supposed to check out until Wednesday (Carson knew, he had asked Clarissa). And yet, no one appeared to be home.Carson looked around as dirty. I cant do this. I went to school with your father and youre young enough to be my son. It would just seem to strange. I slowly nodded my head then hung it in embarrassment. I felt stupid, trying to make a move on desperate Betty. She had enough problems, she didnt need to add an affair with me to the mix. I think I should go, I said. No wait. She leaned forward and kissed me on the neck and cheek. Then, on my mouth again. This has to stay between us Jesse do you understand? If I fuck up Eric.
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