It was dark and a little smelly. The placelooked strange with sunlight streaming in through the open door. This was morethe place you would expect to ...e dark and filled with smoke. It was a seedybar. There was someone lying onthe floor towards the other end of the bar. Gary silently walked around the bar and into a narrowhallway, leading Jamie by the wrist. Jamie was scared, mostly because they werein a place that reminded her strongly of her sister, but also because Gary was acting weird. He. “I’m not confused. Now - “ She drew in a breath. “I know I did something wrong. And you have every right to - call the police.” She remembered his mother was a prosecutor. Oh god. Her life, her career flashed before her eyes. “But I still expect you to respect me and my boundaries, and right now I’d like you to leave.”Ryan’s hand fell on hers. Her lips opened again, her hand prepared to pull away. She looked down at his hand, the skin paler than hers. Her eyes traveled up his arm. To his. We soon learned, our husbands had served together in the Air force and knew some of the same people, although they had never met, and she and I were in the same line of work.We became "couple friends" the four of us double dating and enjoying each other's friendship. From this, Carrie and I became best friends.It wasn't unusual for us to go shopping and out to dinner alone, leaving our husbands to do the macho things on their own. This particular weekend, the boys were on a fishing trip. Carrie. Still swollen, still with one hand choking my life from me, still, perhaps more swollen, a harder flick from her fingers, then another. Her hand takes my beaten and swollen head and begins to wring it, so gently, a lazy circle around my helmut. And again, still her other hand clamped on my base, the blood, swollen and trapped, and still another slow ring around my most sensitive of possessions. Heaven, nirvana, whatever god that fires you, would be her lips, her breath, her mouth, to take my.