Tammie used one to stem the flow from her pussy and Jim laid the other on the wet spot when Tammie got up and went to clean up.When Tammie came out of...the bathroom, she found Jim sitting naked on a towel in the easy chair by the table where the food had been placed. His cock was flaccid and he was eating a bagel. She thought the scene was funny so she laughed at him.Tammie was wrapped in a see-through robe, which she left untied. She went to the table, chose a bagel of her own and began to. "Damn." Jean muttered. She turned and picked up the radio from the dresser top. "I'm here Petra." She said speaking into the radio then releasing the transmit button and turning the volume down a couple of notches. She didn't want to wake Ben even though the door was closed. The radio blipped its "Roger Beep" tone to signify she was done transmitting."I tried to reach you earlier Mizz Jean. Is everything okay?" Petra asked."I'm fine. I forgot to turn on the radio when I got up this. I could see him groping her ass. She looked up seductively into his eyes and he started to kiss her. Not just a peck but his tongue deep into her mouth. He was very forceful. I could see Sharon's tongue meeting his tongue long and deep. I could see her wedding ring flashing in the disco lights as she stroked his face.He held her tight and kissed her neck.I was standing beside his four mates who were saying what they would like to do with the slut. The other four guys took turns dancing with her. The thought of heading home to Castle Wellington was as peculiar as it was comforting. I looked over at Joan who had flown over to help me organize some of my long put off obligations, and thought about Deirdre. She was home alone, hurt and lonely, having had to deal with the grief and fury over losing Evie by herself, while I hunted those responsible and sent them to hell.She would find little comfort in the knowledge that most of those responsible for Evie’s murder were rotting in shallow.