Allowing my fingers to rest upon the keyboard, I closed my eyes for a moment as the aroma of the strong coffee drifted up my nostrils. Suddenly, words...flowed across my mind, and I began to type. ‘Angie?’ Taylor’s voice sounded differently on the phone. ‘Not quite so self-assured as he was while holding me in his arms,’ thought Angie before answering. ‘Yes, it’s me, Taylor,’ she responded with her most sensuous intonation. Angie’s confidence was high as she glanced over at the script. She had. Angeline volunteered to show me the way and she brought me to the washroom connected to Cheryl’s bedroom. She had a sparkle in her eye, held my hand and literally skipped to the washroom. I knew that Angeline was feeling cheeky and wanted more than just to show me the way, especially since she was probably bored from doing her project for the past 6 hours.In the washroom, I locked the door. Angeline and I hugged each other tightly and frenched. As we frenched, my hands wandered over her back. I start to yearn for more. I feel Ambers face fall into my neck. I feel the coolness of the duct tape that silences both of us. I snuggle her in. I squeeze her hands as we move in rhythm to each other. "I will leave you two to enjoy each others company." Pete closes the door. I imagine that we were that way for about two hours. Amber and I were lying still when Pete returned. We both were totally exhausted. "Are you two hungry?" Pete asks. I feel Amber nod. I nod too. I can smell the aroma of. What the hell happened to us, didn’t we swear that was something we would never do?’ Keni saw Harley look at her before answering. ‘Yeah, but I’m glad we did.’ Bending over he kissed her forehead and stroked her cheek. Then a new look entered his eyes and he got to his feet. ‘Take care of your daughter for a few Scooter, I need to talk to Keni alone for a few…’ * * * Keni followed him out on the front porch and knew something was wrong. ‘What’s up Harley?’ He was angry, she saw it now. ‘Why the.