I nodded my head and he let go of my mouth, and pulled me up by my hair, motioning for me to get on my knees, and I quickly obliged. You know you dont...just get to leave me. He said. I felt so guilty. I nodded. You fucking whore. You cheated on me. You fucked him and didnt even think about me. I was out working all weekend and you were LITERALLY fucking around. He took his hand and dug his nails into my inner thigh, making me cry out, but not before I put my head in a pillow to muffle my cries. I’m not internationally known or anything like that but I’m around in the background of a lot of projects and respected. It certainly seemed to her that it’s good for her career to make me happy. I made a decent dinner, not fancy: shrimp and rice with a salad. We made out on the couch afterwards and went to bed together. In this industry that’s an audition, but she wasn’t acting. She fucked me like a girlfriend fucks a boyfriend, it fit her vibe. She definitely did her own thing, which sad to. We'll worry about tomorrow ... tomorrow. You boys can shower in there, help yourselves to the fridge. Bed in there. Sorry, only have the one but it should be big enough for your three. I'll be just in that room if you need anything. Knock first ... don't want any ... misunderstandings, you hear?"Tamara and Hannigan waited in the dense brush for the traffic to disappear before they made their way down the hill and into the small town just over the Croatian border. They had said little all. OVER THE YEARS SOMEONE HAD INSTALLED A SINK, TOILET, AND SHOWER, COLD WATER ONLY BUT SELF CONTAINED.THEN IT HAPPENED. ONE AFTERNOON ON THE WAY HOME FROM SCHOOL PAUL WAS ESPECIALLY QUIET AND WHEN WE GOT TO THE PATH THAT LEAD TO THE CLUB HOUSE PAUL SAID WE NEEDED TO GO TO HIS HOUSE FIRST. I DIDN'T GIVE IT A THOUGHT, SO WE CONTINUED ON TO PAUL'S. HE TOLD ME TO WAIT IN THE GARAGE AND THAT HE NEEDED TO DO SOMETHING AND HE WOULD COME BACK IN JUST A FEW MINUTES. I WENT IN THE SIDE DOOR TO THE GARAGE.