Mom and I had agreed that it was alright to do this if we were alone in the house. I went back downstairs to where Mom was waiting for me. “Well Mo..., what have I done now.” “Nothing darling, this concerns both of us,” she replied. She went on to tell me that Steve (Gina’s husband) wanted to watch them make love with the strap-on. Then he wanted to join in fucking both of us. “The only thing is that other than you, the only man who has ever made love to me is your father. I had to relay this. I did not dare speak lest I broke the enchantment, as if my voice would sully the sacred. Einstein was right: time really is relative to the beholder. When we are with those we care for, time slows down, your whole life flashes by, heartbreak and scars. Stay with it, and you can live a lifetime in that split second. I felt a soft hand lightly touch my shoulder and I jumped as if electrified. “Sorry, Tony.” A trilling laugh ensued and I could feel myself turn crimson with embarrassment. With. It was dark and Tina couldn't see much but she saw the knife blade the man pressed to her throat."Shut up. Stay quiet." Please don't hurt me!" I won't if you listen." The man said. "If you listen. I'll be your friend. Okay?"Tina nodded and water rolled from her eyelids. "Okay I will. I promise."He slid the purse off her arm and tossed it behind him before grabbing her neck with one arm and cutting through Tina's blue shirt with his knife before he snipped away her white bra. All those clothes. My phone rang. I wondered who it would be. I should have switched it off while I was on leave. Could it be Lucy? I answered. “Is that John Gray? “ It was a woman’s voice, aggressive and demanding. “Speaking. “ Who could this be? There was a silence. I pictured the woman at the other end – edgy, angry by the sound of it – suddenly hesitating and filled with doubt. The line went dead. I shrugged and continued my shopping. I considered switching off the phone, tuning out whoever this was. She.