It got a little wild, let’s just put it that way,” Ashley said.“Did we fuck?" Christian said.“Um. Let me answer this question,” The security...worker for Bagwell and Associates, Brad came up to them.“Wait, wait, wait. Hold up. Brad was here?"“You got a problem with that?" Brad replied.“No. I just got questions.”“Oh. Yeah, about that question... Yes. You did. And... I did. And... Dylan did.”“Wait... You mean to tell me... We had a sex party?"Brad nodded.“Oh. That’s why…”“Yep.” She. " Where you work, do they think you are a boy?" Yes. I drop my voice and curse a bit. I've even jollied a few bar maids; could have bedded more than one if I'd wished." She laughed and looked about to see who was listening for her laugh was musical and hardly male."Where can I find him?" I asked."Not sure," she said. "I've seen him around the government offices, on that wide, brick street in the middle of town, often walking with some other man."'I'm not sure I'd recognize him now. It's been a. "We won't have to worry about him this evening, baby."They seldom worried about Dave waking anymore, and he was never going to find out as Christy feared. Reggie secretly had plans for him. An apparent robbery that would turn deadly awaited Dave the next time he worked late night at the warehouse. The only thing that would be left of Dave would be the wedding picture of him on her dresser, watching every night as Reggie fucked the young widow Dave was going to leave behind. Reggie would have. That’s all I needed! Now he was rejecting me! I started to cry again, really sobbing! ‘What the hell did I say?’ (I sensed he was losing his patience). ‘You don’t want me here, do you?’ I sobbed. ‘Kattie, what do I have to say to make you understand that I love you, I need you, I want you, and I don’t want you to leave? I just want you to be HAPPY!’ Back to the bathroom, SLAM the door, lock it, and sit on the toilet, sobbing. The little voice was whispering again, ‘Kattie, get control of.