"Things you want to show me?" I asked him. Though I had an idea about what he meant by that statement. Still, I wanted to know if he had some secret that he wanted to share with me. Anything I knew about him, could be useful to me in the long run.
"Yes," he confirmed.
We descended down the staircase.
"What is it?" Does it have anything to do with more sexcapades?"
He laughed heartily, as if he had been waiting for me to put that very question forward.
"Sexcapades, hm?" he said, as if he has never heard the word before.
"Yes, sexcapades," I repeated myself.
"Well, it doesn't have anything to do with that," he said.
"Oh."
"Are you disappointed?" he wanted to know
I scoffed. Well, I'd admit that I was a little bit disappointed. What the hell was happening to me? I wasn't supposed to go in deep with him and I was already so in.
