There were thousands of photos on his laptop. Millions. And hundreds and hundreds of videos. What a dirty fucker. I made him delete the whole bloody l...t.”“Thanks,” said Vanessa. “For making him delete the stuff of me.”Mark shrugged. “I reckon he’s probably got the photos backed up at home or some of his old friends from school have copies, so he’s likely to get hold of them again. But I made it clear that if I ever find out he’s got them, or if he shares them with anyone here...” He mimed. She poured me a drink on the house. It took a little while but I found that Nikki had been a dancer there. I still carried a picture of Nikki in my wallet, although this information didn't make me happy I still believed Nikki had been a good wife. And until someone can prove otherwise I wouldn't believe some of the stories would be true to her. Like most the dancers were actually prostitutes. I let my beard grow just a change my looks a little bit.The apartment complex manager called and I have. Sarah watched motionless as Jeff walked up to her. "You tricked me," she hissed."You didn't give me any choice. Now are you going to let the kids down or are you going to kiss me?"She leaned forward to give him a peck on the lips, but he caught her and pulled her against him. He kept his lips pressed against hers, tilting his head so he could kiss her more deeply. She felt herself losing control again, just like at the grocery store when the loud, "Ohhhh," of the children broke them out of. “What did you mean?” I stare trying to read anything from his eyes but he turns getting fresh ice for the bucket. “Mean about what?” He keeps his back to me and I hear my breath coming out faster “Do I just leave it…? No, I’ve got to know!” I slip off the side and walk up behind him moving, placing my hands in his shoulders before tracing them down to his waist. “You know what I’m talking about.” “I just didn’t like the way he tried claiming you…after everything he has done to you.