He missed the bus." Okay, let me get the car and we'll go get him. Where is Sandy?" She's at the house, doing her homework I think." Stay here," I sai.... "I'll let her know what's going on then come back and pick you up."We were at the school fifteen minutes later and Debbie directed me to the school clinic. In my day it was called the nurse's office, but times had changed."I'm here to get my son," I told the woman who met me. "I'm Doug Hansen and Bill Hansen is my son." Yes, Mr. Hansen. Your. The hunger is overwhelming. As we are kissing and groping at each other, your hand goes to my throat. You don't grab me roughly or even apply pressure, but your hand is around my throat and I love the dominance that symbolizes. However, me being me, I see that as a challenge. You want control, but I am going to make you work for it. I pull away from the kiss and as you lean in to kiss me again, I pull back just a bit. You smile the sexiest smile when you realize my game. Seeing that smile, I. Naked. Flailing. Sobbing.” Warner sweeps a hand from chest to stem: “My seedwyt was still on him; was in my—” His bottom lip quivers. “I never saw Niko again.” Warner bites his lower lip. “I think” (Warner swallows a swelling in his throat) “he’s dead.” A single tear rolls and a stream follows. “He’s dead, Shane.” I pull Warner to myself. “He’s dead.” Warner heaves with bitter grief. “Niko. I’m so sorry, Niko.” As his weeping abates Warner breaks our embrace. I take hold of his hand and caress. No it's not men always try to sneak a peek if they can. It goes with being a woman is what I'm trying to say. Well it still made me uncomfortable.Tomorrow is Monday and it's back to the grind any way. Georgia had been well accepted at the party, and now for the most part all the men I knew, knew about Georgia. My client would be back from the cruise tomorrow. And maybe I can put Georgia to rest, or maybe she will have to stick around a while longer. Mel was up early and by the time I got up.