I wanted to believe that things were like she said they were; that she just wanted some time alone to get her head straight and then she would be comi...g home. I kept hearing things so I decided to check out the rumors. I'd find out where Peg was staying, do a little snooping and put the rumors to rest. But no one could tell me where she was staying, either couldn't or wouldn't, and I began to think that something about the situation stunk to high heaven.I was having dinner with my friend Tom. She does as she is told, and pulls up her skirt, revealing her sex. he lays his hand on her throat, and squeeze slowly. He looks in her eyes, and sees fear and excitement. Pushing her head back a little with his hand. “How does this feel? Are you afraid? Excited? Or both maybe?” He asks in a soft voice. She doesn’t answer, she only looks at him. “I took you off guard didn’t I? Well this time my love, it isn’t about your pleasure, just about mine.” he says as he smiles at her. “So you better do. With the weather deteriorating hour-by-hour - distant thunder and lightning promising a harsh storm - we watched television. At one point the satellite signal dissolved into snow. Wind howled outside the window. A clash of thunder shook the house. With a bowl of potato crisps and hot popcorn, cozy inside away from the storm, we switched to DVD movies, a marathon of Indiana Jones. I really enjoyed the first, commenting to Bianca how Raiders of the Lost Ark was the best movie ever. She calmly. Finding the right key seemed like an eternity. But she found it and slid it into the keyhole. She kicked the door open threw her keys on the couch, the bag on the kitchen counter and rushed to the toilet. She stooped mid-walk. The shower. The shower was on and she did not leave it on. She causally look in the bathroom off the bedroom and was surprised to find the door cracked open and Abby taking a shower."God Abby you scared me. I didn't see your car." She said walking to the toilet.Abby poked.