I looked down at her. She was holding me as tight as she could, just babbling on about how she loves me and shes so sorry. I never wanted to let her g.... I took her and sat her down on the stairs. She wouldnt look at me. Char. I said. No response. Charlotte, look at me. No. You probably think Im some messed up, creepy emo chick now. She said, sobbing. Char, thats bullshit. You know me. I think no differently of you now. You wanna know a secret? I tempted. … Yeah? She said quietly. You arent. She didn’t, and I was finally at the bedroom door, looking in on her as she slept on her stomach with her head turned away from me. Her breathing was deep and steady as I approached with my handcuffs in one hand and my stun gun in the other. I slowly clicked the cuffs on one arm then carefully lifted it across her back towards the other arm. She was just waking up and lifted her head off the pillow as I snapped on the other cuff, and started to say something when I jumped on top of her,. ”“Great! I’m available, so don’t hesitate to knock.”“I’m sure I will before bedtime.”“Okay. I’ll be right next door. Bye.”“Bye, Bill.”When I went back home, my heart was beating wildly. Laura was gorgeous, needed my help; and she is not married! Things were looking up! Maybe she’ll want me to test her bed with her!Around six that evening, there was a knock on my door and my stomach did a somersault. It was probably Laura.“Hi, Bill. Is now a bad time for you to help me with my bed?”“Not at all.. But Jacob took things to a new level.The skeleton, the man, fell forward, and screamed into the floor.“You really think I came here for a brawl with your buddy here, Azamel?” One-eye shrugged, and started to pace again. Chin in hand, he used his other to wag a finger around, Joker smile growing bigger.“No ... I suppose not. Release Mark.”“In a bit. Gotta let the bastard soak in the juices a minute, you know?”Fucker thought he was on a cooking show. Beatrice winced again, and again, as Mark.