A good deal of the bondage furniture that graced the basement of the place was constructed by him. She always thought he was in construction but he al...ays said no. It took over a month before Brandy could pry out of him what he really did for a living: Grant owned his own junkyard; one that had been in the family for generations. He had learned how to tinker and build because he had to.It was his tinkering that had brought Brandy here. Grant had been working on a secret project and he wanted. ’ ‘Yeah, I know.’ Bill departed and David rejoined Jeananne. Wordlessly she grabbed him and kissed him and then folded perfectly into his arms as the next song began. Her essence—her scent—filled his consciousness. Her sweet tears flooded the shoulder of his best shirt. He didn’t care…wasn’t sure he’d ever wash it again. For the record, David did get lucky later that night…as did Jeananne. David never did wash that blue shirt. Not through the rest of high school, college, the Army, graduate. She smiled and looked them in they eyes with confid3ence and aplomb as their eyes took in her young beauty. Cara made a special point of taking Mandy by Rebecca Danbys office. Rebecca, was the leading criminal lawyer in the firm and was hard core in the court room. Rebecca reminded Cara of the Glenn Close character in Damages as she was married to her career and would do absolutely anything to win a case. Rebecca was also closet lesbian, who Cara had fucked many times. Rebecca liked it rough,. Yet, two older women stood in a large clearing near the southern curvature of the invisible barrier. Clad in their traditional cloaks, the woman with the silver hair peeking out from within the hood stood with her eyes closed and her right hand raised toward the sky, as if reaching for something unseen: a hope, a wish, a dream. The second woman, as calmly as if she was watching the falling snow, looked toward the south, her eyes scanning just above the tops of the leafy trees, her head cocked.