When I got home, the latchkey girl in the next room seemed to have forgotten her key and looked cold. When I asked her, ``If you don't mind, would you like to wait for me at home?'', she refused, saying, ``Please leave me alone!'' But since she was fidgeting with her legs while panty-skimming, I thought to myself, ``It's cold after all...What kind of skinny patience is this?''...