‘Can you hear her, chere? Those are the same moans, the same sounds you made…you know…the first time you and Greg were together.’ He paused to...catch his breath and calm down just a little. ‘Please, chere…promise me I can be there the next time you see him…’ And the moans, along with her actions, gave Greg the answer he was looking for as well. ‘Well, Tommy-boy,’ he smiled serenely at the taller boy staring at them like a man possessed, ‘it seems that your fiancé wants more than a wild movie. I sat on the edge of her bed to pull on the black silkstockings and attach them to the garter connectors that circled theopening at the bottom of the girdle. I was uncomfortably aware of thefact that the girdle was something that I would not be able to "forget"that I had on during the day. Finally, there was a matching yellow halfskirt slip that I pulled on over the girdle.I stood before Grace, allowing her to examine my outfit and she noddedher approval. I then picked up the jeans and. Unless..." His voice trailed off.Hope flared in Veronica. "Unless what, Mr. Bennet?" The roof's an interesting place. Great view of the city. Have you seen it?" The roof?" she asked, confused. This wasn't what she'd expected. "Karl, really, I must -" Come on. Up to the roof with me. For a while, at least."To be with him, she would have agreed to walk through hell barefoot. She agreed. They took the elevator to the top floor, then went up a flight of stairs. Bennet had a key to the door leading. Not the world, but a world. In confusion he looked up into a face that smiled lovingly at him as he howled. Noone smiled at him, or at least noone had. He was helpless too. He couldn’t wipe that smile off her face, and at the same time, couldn’t resist the sense of calm he felt in her presence. His limbs moved spastically, his bowels were not under his control and he was small. This wasn’t right. Bloody hell, who was this bitch? So wrapped up was he in the contrasting confusion of feeling.