<div class="floatright">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/d80f/21h8ybmnz6cjeh34g.jpg) (http://www.mediafire.com/view/21h8ybmnz6cjeh3/Kimmie.png/file)</div><br/>Chloe and Rachel exchange a 'thumbs up' about girls looking out for each other.   Its cute....I like Rachel anyway....and Chloe....well, Ive always liked her....even back to my "Kevin days".<br/><br/>She answers my question about seeing my apartment!  And its all good too!<br/><br/>“I'd love to see your apartment Kimmie? And I'd love for you to see my condo too. I don't spend much time there because I'm hanging out in my lab, and sometimes even crash on a cot there, but it has a really nice view. It's near the Weeks Bridge if you know where that is, and looks out over the parks and the Charles.”<br/><br/>“So um, did you drive here? I have my car, in valet because I don't trust the street parking.”<br/><br/>Her fingers run down my arm gently....I lean on my other elbow....chin in hand....and smile.  When our fingers interweave, I make no attempt to pull away or make her stop.  In fact, I give her hand a little squeeze.<br/><br/>"If your car is with the valet....we could, if you want....drive over to my place?  And you can tell me that Ive purchased absolute gut rot for Scotch....."<br/><br/>I brush a strand of hair casually to one side...…smile....and wonder if she'll stay the night?<br/><br/>She can if she wants...…..<br/><br/><br/><br/>