Alex smiled at this domestic exchange. He turned to Bette. ‘Ready?’ She took his hand, but looked back as Alex towed her into the hall. ‘See you...later,’ she mouthed before disappearing around the corner. I fixed myself a good stiff drink, and went outside to sit on the diving board under the stars. ‘You bored, too?’ I hadn’t seen the woman before she spoke. ‘Oh, a little,’ I said. ‘Look, I can go sit someplace else if you’d rather be alone.’ ‘No, no,’ she said. ‘I’m glad to have someone to talk. .. each.” I paused, he might have had other ideas but I moved downwind. It takes a lot to gag a Chaosian ... but the leathers proved equal to the task... “And the haymow for the night,” I said. “You wouldn’t happen to have a wench about. It’s been a powerful long time and I have a full load.”“Happen I do ... she’s yours for the night ... four pinches,” rather pleased with himself, he grinned at me.I was reluctant ... but ashes hauling is ashes hauling and I professed a powerful need.You see .... Not just the ones from this email but the ones I know were of me She compared the pictures. Both bodies looked very similar. The main differences were the tattoo and the ring.“I’m guessing that they took the pictures of me from the breasts up and merged it with another small chested girl with my darker skin tone and same build. Unless they took the time to color her skin too. They’re just messing with you. Thank God,” I told Bree.“I guess I was just so worried for you that I never took the time. She had let her anger control her actions and while she had made Brad stop he had already penetrated her most private place. A place that she was supposed to only share with Tom. Did it mater that she had stopped Brad, that she didn't let him climax inside her? He had been inside her and even though he had only just barely penetrated her before she made him stop, would Tom ever forgive her for that? She had done what Tom had warned her against. She had done something that she would never be.