We drove back to my house. When we got inside, I called my father’s office to see what time he would be arriving home. He told me that he was going to be late. He suggested that I take Emily out to dinner. When I hung up, I had an idea. “Why not invite your mother to go to dinner with us? During dinner, we can ask her if I can stay at your house next week.” Emily called her mother. Her mother accepted the invitation. Emily told her mother she would come home to get dressed at six o’clock. When Emily hung up from her mother, I fixed both of us another drink. This one was strong. I wanted to get Emily’s inhibitions down. I was not sure if it was necessary, but I had intentions of taking her to my bedroom. “Why don’t we go up to my room? There are some things I would like you to see,” I said.
