Her foot was gently massaging my chest. Her suit clung to her curves, the stockings revealing a tantalizing glimpse into what wonders might lay beneat... it. My head began to swim."You don't need to feel uncomfortable, Chike," she said softly. She must have sensed I was nervous. "I didn't tell you any of this to make you feel bad. On the contrary, you should feel good." I always feel good around you, Ifeoma," I told her matter-of-factly.She laughed. "Good, I feel the same way about you. Which is. Laurel, are you all right? Suzy?" They both nodded, and we looked at Richelle, who still hadn't moved a muscle, hadn't said a word.Kay said, "Richelle, are you okay?" Suzy moved over and sat on the floor by her chair, "Sweetie? It's over now. You can relax."Richelle looked at her, and nodded, and put her head on Suzy's arm. "Yeah, guess so. But still feels like he's gonna hurt us somehow. Got a funny feelin' about that." She shivered, then forced a smile, "Anybody hungry, 'sides me?" Order. Even as the door creaks slowly open Daniel does not stir, he only lies there coated in drying blood and vomit, the stench filling the bathroom so completely that Alice almost gags as she steps in. Thinking quickly she reaches towards a towel rack and pulls her hand away clutching a pristinely clean and white towel to drape over Daniel. As she kneels down Alice drops the towel over Daniels’ shoulders before pulling him up and wrapping her arms around him pulling him in to the warmest embrace. She had played dolls with her best friend and the two had secrets that they had promised to never share – cross their hearts and hope to die. Some of the secrets were laughably funny now, like the time they had gone shopping without wearing their bras. It wasn't like either needed a bra with their A-cup breasts just starting to grow. But some secrets she still held to herself; secrets of exploration and discovery done behind locked doors and under sheets.Sue had not even told her husband of.