- What are you doing here? The boy asked rather sharply.
- Nothing. I just...
- What are you doing here? Why did you wait for me outside?
- I did not expect anything. I came here just now.

She immediately regretted what she had said. The phrase looked like an excuse, as if she was really spying on Jason. But she did not want him angry. Jason looked at the girl carefully and sighed.

- Sorry. I did not mean anything like that. Just did not expect to see you.
- I just got curious. - Melinda tried to explain. I saw Baster fly away from here and decided to go and see what had frightened him so much.
- Buster? Oh, mongrel. Today his name is Rogue.

Melinda wrinkled her nose.

- This is Richie called him today.
- Yes.
- Stupid name.
- I do not think so, it is not worse than others.

Melinda bit her lip. She did not want to argue, bickering with Jason only made her nervous more.

- Never mind. - her voice broke a little. Do you have a friend in this house?
- Friend? - asked Jason scattered.

He did not like to make excuses before anyone else, but this was Heather’s younger sister, and he didn’t want her to tell her nasty things about him later. In spite of everything, he retained a ghostly hope that once Heather and he ... especially after he saw the book. See all this live, turned into a real mania. Yes, and Melinda was one of the few girls in school who treated him normally, and now he was simply flattered by her attention, the attention of an ordinary girl.

- Yes, friend, I think that you can say so. - Jason said with a strange nervous smile. Um ... well ... see you.

He turned and walked resolutely to the crossroads.

Melinda stood looking for a moment for a moment, then rushed after her, her hair fluttering like wings.

- Hey. Wait! She cried.

When he stopped and looked at her, the girl was speechless, she moved her lips, feeling incredibly stupid.

- ... mm ... are you in a hurry somewhere? Can I take a walk with you?

Jason was not at all sure that he wanted Melinda to follow him. Now he did not need it, after what happened in the house. He was still trying to realize what it was, to digest a new, very unusual experience. What was he to do now? All that he loved, his hobbies faded compared with what happened in this damn house.

... If it ever happened at all, and not in my dreams!

Now, standing on the street, he could no longer say with certainty that everything simply did not reflect on him from fear.

- Yes of course. - he answered

Melinda smiled and walked close to the end of the impasse.

***

“Can I ask you something?” This is about your older sister.

Melinda sighed heavily, and if Jason were a little more experienced, he would immediately understand the hint and would not bother her with further questions, but the boy had no such experience and he stared at the girl with hope, chewing on the burger.

- Of course you can.

She was so delighted when he offered to stop for a snack at a local diner. And even if they were silent almost all the time, not knowing what to talk about, she was still pleased. And he ruined everything.

Jason hesitated.

- Hmm. You know your sister ... she's ... beautiful ...
- Yes? - Melinda said impatiently.
- You do not know she never participated in any photo shoots? - asked Jason quickly.

Melinda looked at him in surprise.

- Photo? What do you mean? As for the yearbook?
- No, you do not understand. I'm talking ... not about filming for the yearbook. She herself was photographed.
- I do not understand!

She was surprised when Jason suddenly blushed and hid his eyes.

“Did she ever pose for some magazines?” He asked, leaning forward, lowering his voice to a whisper. Did you take candid photos? ... maybe she didn't want her parents to know about it?

Melinda's eyes widened, she remembered that her sister was having sex with her boyfriend.

“Oh, no, just not the photos,” she answered cheekily and snorted.
- Are you sure? She did not pose for someone ... For something ... - he waved his hand, as if offering Melinda to finish the thought for him.

The girl was silent, chewing on potatoes, with irritation appearing in her eyes. Jason exhaled with a look that seemed to be about to jump from the bridge into the water.

- She posed for someone naked? He whispered.

Melinda choked on potatoes and coughed.

- How?
- Naked! - repeated Jason painfully blushing.
- Not! - the girls screamed loudly and stopped short, turning pale when they began to turn around. Not. - she repeated quieter. Not that I can be 100 percent sure ... Why the hell are you asking about this?

Jason dropped his eyes in embarrassment and did not answer.

“You wanted me to drag you her naughty photos?” - with indignation hissed Melinda.
- What? Not! “Jason, even dumbfounded by this assumption.”
- This is the only reason why you decided to feed me lunch, do you want to get to Heather through me !?
- No Melinda. You do not understand me! Is not...

But Melinda had already risen from the table, almost knocking over a chair, looking furiously at the boy.

- Even if she had something like that, I would never give them to you! I would not want my sister to shame, letting the dirty bastards look at themselves naked!
“Melinda, I didn't mean that.” Wait ... what does all those bastards mean?
- Never mind! - Melinda said blushing. Forget what I said. It just got angry, because you wanted to use me.
“Melinda, I don't use you for anything, why did you take it?” I would never do that!

That was pure truth. A year ago, he was seriously developing a plan, he would get to know Heather more closely through her sister, but on reflection, he discarded this thought. By that time, he already knew Melinda well and would have felt like a scum if he had done so. In fact, he started the whole conversation solely through the fault of his own conscience, whose torments he felt more and more, as more time passed since his visit to the house. He was tormented by guilt for what he did, for what he saw, for how his hands shook, and for his heart to be filled with black joy when looking at naked Heather. He didn’t want her to be evil, and now he was just sincerely worried, suggesting that someone could spread Heather’s erotic pictures without her knowledge. Even if this led to the fact that he never again sees them. But conscience will be clear.

Melinda went limp and sank back into her chair.

“Fine, but then why the hell are you asking me about this?”
- I ... I think I saw photos of Heather in that house! - the boy decided to tell the truth.

Melinda’s mouth opened, and for a moment she looked like a little girl.

- Are you kidding me?

Jason nodded affirmatively.

- But how? From where Who could make them?

Jason hesitated. He had no idea how to explain to Melinda what he himself now thought was fiction. Moreover, he did not want to tell what he was doing with these photos.

... Only not this!

The mere thought of it made his cheeks flush again.

- No one has them. I saw her photos in one book in that house.
- What does anyone mean? Who should they be? Someone lives in that house, right?

Jason was silent for almost a minute.

- I did not find tenants there.
- Unclear. How did you get into the house then?
“Um ... was the door open?”

Melinda looked at the boy in doubt.

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