Not yet. I pulled my cock away and smiled as she looked up at me.”Bedroom, ” I said as I gestured to the hallway.She picked up the basket and foll...wed me down the hallway. I stopped and pointed to the left.”Your bedroom.”She raised her eyebrows and gave me a quizzical look as the sound of the lawnmower stopped.”He’s coming around to the backyard,” I reported.The drone of the mower started again as I pushed her into the room. I took the basket and put it on the floor. I reached up and squeezed. Mr. Hodgins, the owner of this house, died a fewmonths ago. He always kept the rent down for me. We only pay $400 amonth for this place. But with him gone, a nephew or something owns itnow, and he wants more money. He said he could do $900 a month, which isprobably fair for a place like this. But I can't afford that much on aminimum wage salary. We have two months until we need to move. Wherewill we find a new place in that time? And for even $500 a month wewon't be able to get a three-bedroom. DO NOT CALL FOR HELP - YOU WILL BE SILENCED.” Another piece of paper was thrust into her eye line, this time with just three words “DO YOU UNDERSTAND?”. The figure lifted her head by her chin and she nodded weakly. If not a robbery then what? The answer came quickly. The figure moved their other hand from behind their back, within a gloved hand was a long narrow ugly looking knife, razor edged along the main edge and part way back from the point on the spine, then serrated like a saw. They. . Mike put a hand on her leg. “I forgive you,” he said seriously. “I mean it. Water under the bridge.”“Thank you, Mike,” Emma said, smiling again. A small tear had formed at the corner of one eye and she brushed it away.“One more thing...” Mike said after a pause, “do you think Liz would go out with me?”Emma burst out into laughter.“Only way to find out is to ask her. But, for what it’s worth, I think you have a pretty good shot. You should definitely take it,” she said.“I think I might. But.