I felt you staring my breasts and I opened my eyes just in time to see your tongue dart out to wet your lips, muscles low in my abdomen tightened, as ...id my nipples. You looked up to my face and said with a mischievous grin, ‘If you plan on getting out of bed in the next few hours, you’d better do it now.’ I looked at you and then slid out of bed, taking the sheet, but not the comforter with me. For the life of me I couldn’t remember what you came to bed wearing last night… or more specifically. I love to see females suffer physically but there is also the exquisite gratification of watching them in emotional pain like dumping them the day after they have fallen in love with me… ecstasy! I build their little egos up with false attention and insincere flattery then, like a bored infant knocking over building blocks, I pull out the rug and watch them tumble to the ground savouring every last drop of their anguish. I am a cunt.She is bleeding now and her back is becoming smeared with her. ..your father and all of the authorities intown are working on fixing things. They'll figure this out and reverseit somehow."Patrick put his hand on his Grandfather's new slender shoulder. "Don'tworry Grandpa, I'm sure we'll fix this soon enough."Mr. Loomis gave his grandson a grin. "I wonder if my clothes are allgone too...it'd be a shame if I lost my lucky shirt."The brief silence was ended when the sound of people entering the houseechoed down the hall. "Honey! Mindy! Mr. Loomis!. Nick waited confidently."Nick, my darling man and my blooming boss," she said at length, "I'm going to be running out of projects to scrutinise pretty soon. Would you consider mentally appointing me as your Ellesmere Port," she sucked in her cheeks, "facilitator?" Facilitator?"She grinned conspiratorially. "Spy, persuader, outline designer and general undercover agent." I'm not having you being a Mata Hari." Certainly not! My body and heart are yours and yours alone."Nick gathered her in his.