" It's gonna be today?" I gasp with genuine shock.In his slow Italian drawl Locks corrects my grammar, "Going to betoday, Mister Avery. It's going to ...e today."One Week Earlier"Try to relax, Mister Avery," says Scoldini, even though he looks likea cat about to pounce. "You're trembling. That doesn't look good in aguy."Relax? That's easier said than done, after two shady-looking types havekidnapped you from the street, hustled you into the back of a car atgunpoint, and dropped you at the office. " I crossed my fingers beneath the table as I said that."But, I can't say that I'm disappointed that some burglars put a small amount of hurt on those folks either, given what they were planning for my wife--and, through her, for me. Back to your story; why do you think that Claire would not want to tell me about her swinging past?"Carol was trying to smile now without success. She still had tears forming in her eyes. "Wade, since you did not know about all of this other aspect of Claire's life. I nod carefully and he pulls my head a bit to the side. There's something over his head - a ski mask? He kisses my neck. What on earth? Seriously? But for some reason it felt good. Too good.His grip around my mouth loosens. “Just enjoy.” There’s that voice again. Along with his smell and touch he doesn’t feel threatening. He feels familiar. Still choked by his hand I ask “who are you?” – “Shhht. Relax.” And is hand moves – caressing my cheek, down my neck and chest, then fondles around my boobs. Her eyes opened briefly in panic when I covered her mouth, but then the chloroform kicked in and she fell back. Taylor was a girl Id talked to from the university. Tall, unbelievably shapely and with bigger tits than the younger girls swollen ones. Taylor had mentioned to me that she had a young roommate who was pregnant, a close friend. This was right after wed discovered we lived in the same building. She probably didnt know how that would get my mind working. Her eyes barely opened at all.