“I was a nice girl until I met you two,” Sally said. “What would my friends think if they knew?”“You’d better not boast about it on Twitte...,” I said, “or they’ll think you’re a total slut-bucket.”“And what about your mum?” considered Matt. “How much does she know?”“Well, we’ve had a little chat about you,” said Sally. “She knows we’ve been fucking, obviously, and she’s just told me to take precautions and warned me not to get too upset when you go home tomorrow.”Matt laughed. “I told my dad I’d. And then he’d ripped it, and the mere act had the strangest effect on her. She felt herself get turned on. She had more than once dreamed of having a guy literally rip her clothes off before fucking her, not in a rough way, but in a rush, because he wanted her so bad. It had never happened. Had she told him about that fantasy? She couldn’t remember. She didn’t have much time to think about it though as she felt his fingers slip beneath the sides of her sports bra and pull upwards. She didn’t. ”“Oh my God! I can’t believe my luck. I’ll bet you can tell me all sorts of things about the Shuttle and the space program.”“Well, it’s been my job for fifteen years, so maybe I know a little.”“Amazing!”“One thing I can tell you for sure is if you don’t have reservations at a motel already, you won’t be able to find a room anywhere in Lancaster or Palmdale.”“Oh no! Why is that?”“For a Shuttle landing, the motels fill up with Shuttle workers and managers from Florida and California, to say. "That wasn't about her, it was about me," he said in a low voice."Joey, the abduction wasn't your fault. I know you were at the hospital that day. Even if you had been with her, you'd likely be dead now like Karen." It was something different." What?" I can't tell you, Maureen." Joey, what was it? You can tell me, whatever it was." No, I can't, Maureen. It would tear you apart if you knew."Suddenly, Maureen became very pale. "Joey, what did you do?" she whispered."Please, Maureen, let it.