Lexi’s face fell when Neo basically called her a worthless sack of shit. When he suggested she suck his dick she just about told him to suck hers. She whirled on her heel . Going to the back of the penthouse, she went to find some clothes. She had Yukina’s stockings off in a flash and neatly folded up on the bureau.<br/><br/>There were two other rooms, one of which looked like a bomb had gone off in it and she figured it was Neo’s.<br/>“Typical bachelor pad,” she grimaced, going to the closet.<br/><br/>Several hangers with neatly pressed and starched jeans in three colors hung in color coordinated sections. The tee shirts also were organized by color. Lexi was  when she found a pair of black jeans that came close to fitting her okay. The waist was a little too big, but not so much they were in danger of falling off.<br/><br/>Looking through the tee shirts she was surprised to find names of rock bands from the 60s, 70s and 80s along with some famous TV shows like MASH and Ghostbusters. Lexi, in a fit of funeral parlor humor yanked the dark green tee shirt from the hanger and pulled it over head. They were ghost busting for sure now.<br/><br/>As she came back in the room, she ignored Neo and put the pillows back on the sofa. A knock on the door and a whirling of the lock revealed Mr. von Engels and Yukina were back.