Somehow, even in sleep he recognized the sound of the door opening andquietly closing. It had been a long time since he had woken thatcompletely aware...of his surroundings. His hand reached for and found thefolded knife and started to silently open it. "Shh, it's just me," saidMiranda in a hushed voice. John leaned up slightly on the bed keepinghis hand on the knife. He moved his feet against the wall beside the bedin case he needed to push himself off. The light filtering through thecurtains. You can hear their voices outside; hear their footsteps coming up the drive, they have arrived home. Leaping to your feet you rush to the window and see them. They won’t be walking hand in hand in case the neighbours are looking but they look like a couple; you know that and they know that. They are a couple and they have come home to couple; couple in the bed that up until now was your sole right and domain. You are there in the hallway as the front door closes behind them and then comes that. .. it was marvellous!Kim took more of him, still sucking like a vacuum cleaner.It was even more marvellous!Quentin groaned, rolling from side to side on the bed. He knew, in that moment, he could not withstand this incredible sucking mouth. He would have to fuck this girl later. For the moment he was lost in her mouth. The lust, generated by all he had seen and done, was mounting to a fierce peak.Nothing could stop it.He was going to shoot and shoot.Kim seemed to sense it and sucked even more. " Nora's eyes returned to her mother. "But mostly it's about dominance and control. He likes to break people -- own them." Shit." Nate added this to his situation assessment. "So if I piss him off, he might send a couple of guys around to break me open like a shotgun? I could end up somebody's bitch?"Sharon glanced up. "If he wanted to make it personal, you'd be HIS... bitch. I saw that, once..." She looked away, shuddered."Jeezus..." Nate managed a bit of a pallor for a moment, greying a bit.