No love, not even affection, Kyle was here to avenge what he felt she had done to him, that and take what he wanted.She showered, dressed, fixed Kyle ...reakfast and left for work as quickly as possible. Little did she know that he had raided her pocketbook taking what little cash she had and the single credit card which, despite its very low spending limit, had brought her through on several occasions. Lastly he had rummaged through her small desk and taken her savings passbook as well.. “This is a piece of shit,” Dexter declared as he headed out the door on his way to the shopping mall.Five hours later, Dexter was surrounded by a variety of drip coffee makers, each of which was completely disassembled. Few devices are as simple as a coffeemaker. There were minor variations. Some had timers to turn on or off the heating element. Others had valves that allowed the user to remove the pot to pour some coffee, in the middle of the brewing cycle. Basically, though, they were the. She gathered the dishes from the table and went to the kitchen to clean up. I relaxed and enjoyed my cigar while keeping one eye on what she was doing.Okay. I didn’t give a fuck what she was doing. I was just keeping an eye on her. My lust was beginning to get the better of me and I was inspired as to her punishment.“Come here, Angie,” I said from the easy chair in the living room. I’d spread a towel under me and had another nearby, concealing a couple items I’d need later. The girl approached. That and a friendly smile at theguard ensured safe passage.It was a long six months of weekly visits limited to the prison yard.Fortunately, she had her thriving business to take her mind off things,that a new-found fervor for working out at the local gym. Finally, theday arrived where they could be alone in his cell. She took the Fridaybefore off and spent it at a spa. She wanted this to be special. Shewas more excited than on her wedding day. Since she had lost hervirginity on prom.