He suggested she go anyway. She was glad she did, the party was a blast. She was about to phone home for a ride when one of the black guys, named Ph...ed, offered to take her home. She didn’t see any harm in that, even if he was always bugging her, because wanted to make out with her.As it was, he lad her to his car, caressing her body every chance he got. Between the wine and soft caresses, Deana’s body began to become very aroused. Phred opened the car door, she got in, and he went around. Every time. He smoothed a hand over the soft length of her back, as she lay besides him, hovering in that insouciant peace between waking and sleep. It made him smile. She had not been this relaxed, this calm in a long time, the last few weeks a constant parade of violent reassertions of her power, followed by timid withdrawal. Now she lay replete besides him, her long limbs soft in repose. He could not resist kissing that soft shoulder so invitingly close. She stirred, her eyes fluttered then. There was a piece of notebook paper stuffed in between the window and the door seal of my car. The note said: 7pm Texas All-State TKD and an address. Rain was pouring down my face, I was cold (again), and I had my first Texas O. And now, in a couple of hours I had to be the Silver Medalist and all that stuff. Sigh.Tuesday evening - RyanDaddy wasn't going to be home until at least 10 or 11. Mrs. Guiterrez was gone for the day. And I didn't feel like doing anything.Time for a booty call!!I called. Groceries were delivered. The cleaning staff arrived once a day to tidy up what was now a much less disorderly home. The electricity and water continued to be on supply. But Tamara knew that at some point all this would come to an end and that she hadn't put aside nearly enough cash to cover all the costs.All the same, Tamara could comfort herself with the notion that the direct debits and standing orders that had been set up were tapping into a well of funds that must be pretty much.