She was only five when her father died that Halloween, so the holiday was always bittersweet. Growing up, she spent most of her time with her mother. ...hen she became a teenager, instead of enjoying school activities and going to parties, she went home to care for her aging mother. Now her mother was ninety and living in a nursing home, but Marian still went home right after work. Life had pretty much passed her by. It was nine o’clock and time to lock up. She finished putting the books away,. It was a homemade affair obviously and done with a hand-held camera which I presumed was being used by Errol, Wendy was dancing with a lovely young black girl who I assumed was Precious, Errol’s sister. They were both wearing miniskirts and bikini tops and looked drunk enough not to care about flashing their panties at the camera.“Give us some action.” I heard Errol shout and Wendy faced him to whip her top off.Precious went behind Wendy and slid both arms round her waist before moving them up. Something was lacking, she felt. The sex was most certainly satisfying … it made her body shiver and tingle. She liked the men she was with, even though they were so amazingly different. And, at the end of each day, she would get up, strip off her robe, and crawl into bed, only to be plunged into her hypnotically-induced slumber until morning and the start of another day. And then … catastrophe. Juno had shown up for one of their trysts, and she had told Betty that it was over. She had. I stripped the bed and put clean sheets and pillow cases on it, collected all my dirty laundry in a bag and went looking for a Laundromat.Everything shipshape I was ready for the dance and looking forward to the supper interval. The first strains of music wafted through the evening air, so a quick check to make sure I was presentable I locked Alchemy up and headed on over.I paid my entrance fee and stepped inside, it was nice big hall and the floor looked to be in good shape. I spied the girl.