We drove down the street to the Starbucks. She got us a couple of Vente-Lattes and we sat at a table. It was obvious to the other customers that I had...spent the night up the street. It made them nervous. I thought, “Fuckem!!” Kelly said, “I talked to the cops. They know that you weren’t anywhere near Pia when it happened.”She said contemptuously, “Now they’re working on the theory that you hired it. But they can’t explain the rape.” I laughed mockingly and said, “I keep hit-men on speed dial.. Once out in the living room Libby started hitting on me, telling me with a slight slur in her speech that she was horny and needed a fuck.I asked where was the boy wonder was and she answered he had passed out from the alcohol and a big hit of some wacky weed he had taken, he had been feeling her up most of the night and the alcohol had made her more horny than usual but neither of them had planned on him passing out and she was desperate for relief in her semi drunken state thought I could. Sometimes, before she came to bed, he’d get to me, other nights, he’d wait till he thought she was long sleeping. I always hoped that it would be a night he’d let me sleep. This night, that didn’t happen. I always slept on my side with my back to him. What I thought was defensive sleeping actually enabled him. He’d put his hand on my hip and slide my bottom over to him. I remember feeling his cock against my back. He’d slowly grind against me while he worked my panties down and rub my pussy.. Despondent and disappointed I walked down to take a taxi back to the hotel. Raúl – that was his name – did agree to walk me down stairs. The doorman of the building waved for a taxi and as we were standing between the taxi and the building I saw a fast movement to my right. Remembering what Ana had said about the Basque separatists, I must have been subconsciously wound up. Seeing a motorcycle coming fast down the street I saw that the driver and passenger both had stocking caps pulled over.