She had never felt so alone. Every one had left her-first her mother, then Billy, now Aunt Maude.Kathy made a sandwich for herself and ate that for di...ner along with some potato chips and a glass of chocolate milk. Then she went into the living room and sat down to watch some TV. But she kept her ear tuned for the ringing of the telephone, which stood on a table in the hail. She was hoping Billy would get in touch with her.As the evening wore on and no call came, she felt more and more lonely. " Grif isn't for sale," Tara defended. "You should know from last night that he can't be beguiled or bought. I don't mean to upset you at this time, but you of all people should know when something seems too good to be true, it usually is." Ladies," Grif interrupted, "We still have two more members of the group to locate, and we need to get breakfast, and then get going."They both looked at him as though he was ducking the matter at hand and both expected him to back them. After a pause, Grif. As we had a little more to drink, we relaxed and the conversation got a bit flirtier and after a while, Janine said why don’t we all go up to their room, they had some wine in their fridge and we could share that. We quickly agreed, hoping that we would get more than a glass of wine out of the visit. When we got into their apartment, Laura and Janine got the wine and glasses and we started to make room on the balcony for the four of us when Janine shouted to us, they were planning on relaxing. He grabbed my chin, lifting it, and locked his eyes with mine. "Giving you pain brings me pleasure," he said, a wry smile on his face. "Understood?" Yes, Sir," I managed to squeak out. I felt a fresh wave of pain shoot through me as I got harder. He leaned into me, kissing me. I felt his tongue push into my mouth, the growth of stubble on his chin rubbing against mine. He kissed me roughly, deeply. I felt like I was going to combust, he's sending out waves of heat just as my own internal.