Unfortunately, his perversion got the better of him and he started calculating in his head how he could use the situation to his advantage. He inched...his chair closer, his leg touching Deshawn’s under the table. Leaning in, he whispered, “Okay, I was just doing what all us guys do, you know. And—look, it’s no big deal but I just don’t want everyone knowing my business and I have an offer for you. I think I have something that you might want that’s better than money. I’ll make a deal with. This was a mistake. I shouldn’t have come. I would listen to him sing and then leave. There was no reason for him to know I was here. But then the waitress moved and I found myself looking straight into the eyes of the singer on the stage. I saw him frown as if he recognised me, then shook his head in disbelief. He turned his attention back to his guitar as if dismissing me – just a woman on her own in a room packed full of friends and regulars there to hear him sing. I thought back to the. And, you have a story to tell me too, don’t you?”“Just hold your horses!” Beth ordered, “All good things ‘cum’ to those who wait, wouldn’t you agree?”I laughed as I concurred, “I can’t argue with that! Are you ready now?” and I slipped the CD that I had made into Beth’s computer.“You bet I am!” exclaimed Beth as she sat down next to me at the computer.“Okay,” I replied, “It’ll be a couple of minutes. I’m going to copy the CD onto your hard drive so that the video will run smoother. Meanwhile,. ” “Strong and black with no sugar,” he sighed. The haunting sound of footfalls echoed up the creaking stairs with agonising slowness, the cold reality of confrontation hanging in the air, shuffling nervously on the bed, clenching and unclenching his fists, scanning the room for a weapon, catching sight of Sarah’s crutches lying on the floor next to the bed, staring at the door, watching and waiting, the cold chill of fear washing over him, hairs standing on the back of his neck, goose pimples.