Tracy looked around the room. The room was big enough to fit two twin sized beds in it, plus a desk, thin, but tall dresser, bookcase and a bean-bag chair. Tracy pondered moving things around for a moment, but then decided against it. “I don't want to change your house all around.”
Frank got down on one knee and looked her in the eyes. “Tracy, this is your house, till your parents get here. You want to nail the beds to the ceiling, we'll do it. I don't know if it will hold, but we'll do it.” She giggled at the thought of a bed on the ceiling.
Thanks to Djkauf for the editing
Away from Oroville, free at least. Here is a short chapter, with a few guest stars.
ratings and warning are up for assualt on a minor, but fear not, it's not Tracy this time.
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