’ Ellen made no move but continued to slurp on his feet. I had no idea, watching, when the 10 seconds would be up, but eventually Ellen lifted ...er head and looked into the man’s face, taking his powerful stream of piss directly into her own. ‘Too early, Slut!’ he said triumphantly and he immediately cut the flow of urine. ‘Don’t fuckin’ move!’ he demanded before moving toward the table and picking up the knife and belt. What was he going to do? Clearly he wasn’t going to hurt. He knew that was irrational, but he couldn't help it.Angel put the money in her purse and they walked outside. Jordan got in his truck and Angel got in her old beat up Mustang which Frank had managed to get running again. Angel loved the Mustang because it was hers. There was so little in her life that had belonged to her. She had never had a driver's license or any type of formal drivers training, but Ethan's limo driver had been her friend and when she begged him he had taught her how to. Cindy set about clearing up beer cans and emptying ashtrays being careful to keep anything smokable while I tidied up clothes that were s**ttered about including at least two pairs of Lisa’s underwear and without even thinking and more out of habit I held a pair up to my face..“OMG!” Cindy looked at me with a puzzled look, “Frank the nice pervert” she said as she winked at me, obviously having her own memories and this was the first reference to anything sexual that was made, “Sorry” I said. “I stopped by the house and grabbed my stuff. I drove off and found a cheap motel. Then I went to dinner. I don’t remember the evening that well. I was kind of numb.”Janet said, “Let me guess, you had a steak dinner.”“Yes.”“You’re the only person I’ve ever met whose ‘comfort food’ is a Porterhouse Steak.”“What can I say?” Dexter said.Janet asked, “Why did you assume that I was having an affair?”“I had no idea that you were mad at me. Since I didn’t know that, then what was the only probable.