After a moment's pause, Greg asked, "So, you're the only one home right now?" Yes, that's right. It's just been me this evening. Was there something I...can help you with Greg?" Mrs. Clark asked politely."Umm.....no that's fine Mrs. C. I'll talk to Stacey tomorrow," Greg quickly replied."Alright then, good night, Greg." Goodnight, Mrs. C." Greg slowly hung up the phone and continued to stare at the receiver for several minutes. This was a curve ball he certainly hadn't expected. For the first. Once the door closes, Leon is encased in silence. He has the whole house to himself. He is used to it. Since he usually lives alone for most of the year it really isn’t a big deal. But now he kind of feels alone. He has had moments like this before and they were always solved by going to and bringing a woman back and fucking her until he couldn’t anymore. He sighs and resigns himself to the couch. He needs some action to take his mind of things, so he pops in a movie. Settling in, he forgets. Why did he do this to her? What would people think if they saw her? She shook her head 'no'. She couldn't do it, she wouldn't do it. She had to put a stop to this sick game he played with her. She put everything back in the box and stuffed it in the bottom drawer and sat down to get some work done. There still was the Anderson file to review and her boss had wanted a second opinion on the Willson case. For the next two hours she really put all her effort into the job but as she closed the. They didn’t start a hot torrid romance so since that first time at Becky’s house he and she had fucked just nine times. In fact they had been totally naked only once, most of the times were quick encounters in his car, undressed from the waist down. The first time she had sex she was hot and eager but when he ruptured her maidenhead then ejaculated inside the experience became a night of pain and dread, the lingering ache in her vagina and the worry she could get pregnant kept her up all night..