That would’ve alerted everyone.I decided my next move would be to somehow lure the bartender up here without making him suspicious. There was a kno...k on the door and I pulled my pistol. It looked like Bill was going to save me some time.“Come in.” I didn’t sound anything like Mrs. Turner but it was good enough for him to open the door. He was holding a bag I assumed held the night’s receipts. He saw the gun pointed at him, dropped the bag and raised his hands. I motioned for him to sit. They looked very alike, even though Sarah wasn’t quite as curvy as her older sister. But here in the dark, her face hidden, it didn’t take a stretch of the imagination to see his mother - and not his aunt in the nude woman before him.Heart thumping, he padded forward with soft footsteps, his gaze fixed on her rear; filled with thoughts of his mother. He had been unable to stop himself from looking at her with lust for ages now, his gaze always drawn inexorably to her lycra covered ass as she. I found myself dancing close to Bill the rest of the night, and with the help of a few drinks even let him kiss me. Susan was watching with a smile as she saw me put my arms around Bill's neck in response to one particularly long kiss.As the night was coming to an end, I felt comfortable in Bill's arms, and when Kurt drove us home, Bill and I engaged in a few more long kisses. Before either of us knew it, we were home and Susan laughed, "Break it up you two or I'll have to get the hose. Lost the mark, it was rare that she said this phrase; losing was not something that Tera allowed. 'Hang on Michael' she thought as she switched the ignition off and coasted into Roger Dudman Way....Michael stood at the window looking out at the deep black of the canal, the light is what had convinced his mind to lease this place, the canal is what had called to his heart.Michael turned from the window and grabbed his keys, stepping down the stairs in the dark and opening the door he was brought.