So, changing the names serves two purposes. First, to protect the innocent. Second, to pull the SOL version more closely in line with the fully rewrit...en release version on Kindle. Thank you, Denny Wheeler, for volunteering to do one more proofreading edit. Any remaining errors are because of my stubborness.This is a work of fiction. If you recognize someone, please don't tell them. Any resemblance is strictly coincidental and probably highly insulting!Place: Northern Indiana or a reasonable. It was published and did well. I got a contract and a large advance for three more books over the next five years.I was sitting in my den watching ‘Poker Night In America’ on cable when the house phone rang. It was from Carol. First thing I asked is how she got my number“Your mother gave it to me.”That figures; I think she liked Carol more than me. We talked for about an hour, and in the end, I somehow agreed to take her to dinner Friday night.The date went well, but I had no intention of a. I turned as the elevator doors closed. He smiled at me in a soft dreamy way. Unthinkingly, I smiled back, the doors acting as a comfortable shield for the brief flirtation. Life was good again. ‘Ella, you’re late again,’ Agnus Tremaine spat with hands on her wide hips. Her graying hair, glued in curled clumps atop her head, bounced to emphasize every word. I sighed. I had hoped to escape my step mother’s notice. Life was bad again. ‘Accident on sixth street,’ I stated as I moved toward the. . very intense.She didn’t know how long the pokey pulses lasted, but almost as soon as it switched back over to the gentle pulses she experienced a very powerful orgasm. As she was breathing heavily and enjoying the pleasant sensations of the soft signals, Annabelle's voice spoke softly in her ears.With the voice coming from both earbuds, it was almost as if Annabelle was speaking from inside Nicole’s head. “Having fun, are we?” Annabelle asked.Nicole just answered with a soft moan.“I really do.