” “Warm myself up?” “You know, touch yourself, make sure you’re a little horny before he gets there.” “You’re evil! Already plenty hor...y. But sounds like fun.” “Do it. Maybe even let him lick your fingers off when he gets there.” I sat down to watch television for the longest night of my life, at least since that night in Kodiak. I didn’t hear from her again until late that evening when she sent me a photo of her and Mike in a very swanky looking club. She was wearing the transparent blouse and. I haven’t been your property in years.? ?That’s a boldface lie, Lil and you know it.? He responded stubbornly. ?You made a request of me that I couldn’t do, we argued and I left. Three years ago. That’s it. I’m surprised you’re here, it’s nice to see you, but that’s it, Robert.? she sighed and turned back toward the street. He strode forward and grabbed her arms and pulled her into a kiss. She meant to struggle, to pull away, to protest, she really did, but instead she. When I got back home it was about 3:00 p.m. and my step-mum's car wasn't there. One less thing to worry about, I thought. When I got in the house, I realized I was the only one there. I went to my room, grabbed my laundry basket and brought it downstairs. While I was unloading my basket I noticed a pair of my step-mum's panties. I don't know what came over me, but the next thing I knew I had them in my hand and was bringing them up to my nose to inhale her sweet scent. I stuffed the panties in. ’ I can feel my pulse beating in my head, my grip tightening on the bottle, my breath becoming shallow. He steadies himself before speaking. ‘Not on your fucking life. Get out of the fucking doorway.’ I stare him, speechless for a moment before my voice starts rising in pitch. ‘Where the hell do you think you’re going? You’re not fucking leaving.’ ‘I am leaving this goddamn apartment right now and I’m not fucking coming home tonight. You can entertain these people, you can explain that because.