Roger wasn’t sure of what he should do. He saw this as a great way to build a friendship between them, though, and thought that something was in ord...r. She bought her CD and was about to leave. ‘Wait,’ Roger called. ‘You wanna wait while I buy this?’ A faint mile appeared on her face. ‘Maybe afterwards we could get a cup of coffee or something,’ he continued. ‘Sure,’ she answered. ‘I’ll wait outside.’ Roger watched the sway of her ass as she walked out. Her tight black skirt greatly accentuated. Athea’s relationship with Chaos was complicated but it was a relationship. Not a ‘one’ but they had become an ‘us’. So Athea stood at the window, worried and jealous, but a new thought caused a smile to form on her face. If Chaos enjoyed her jealousy it only could mean one thing. There wasn’t a reason to be jealous. “Bitch,” Athea whispered and Chaos’ smile widened. Not a ‘one’ but an ‘us’.Athea looked out the window once more and the white owl sitting on the banister of the balcony returned. Alone and nearly destitute, she was just sitting in her little dumpy motel room waiting ... just waiting for the official divorce notification paperwork to arrive the day after Christmas.She had nothing to do now except sit and rock away in the little desk chair. Even the old vintage television set was broken and the surly motel clerk showed no signs of replacing it anytime soon or even moving her to another room with a working one. Or a room where the faucets didn't also leak and the electric. Her neck and ankles were secured by thick iron chains and bolts to a post in the corner of the room. She appeared to be fast asleep. Zee strode over to the girl. She was quite young, certainly younger than either Zee or Anastasia, and her head was totally shaved. As indeed, Zee could see, so too was her crotch. There were huge metal rings threaded through her nipples and another ring through her nostrils. There was even a huge metal ring threaded through her vagina, right through both sets of.