Alan seemed to be enjoying himself. She could see him sliding his hand under Sandra's short dress and caressing her thighs.Soon the group began to dis...erse, and she saw Alan being led into the living room by Sandra, Carol, and Sarah. She rose to join them, but Jack,Sandra's husband, held her back."Why don't we sit here awhile, Jenny," he said. "I just want to tell you that we're glad to have you and your husband join us tonight. We hope that after tonight you'll want to be a permanent member of. She fell silent and watched as I first took a picture of her spread-eagled on the desk then removed the camera from around my neck and put it aside, then pushed my pants and underwear the rest of the way down—believing, I’m sure, that I was about to do what she’d asked. But then I leaned forward and slid just the tips of my forefingers under the elastic of her panties and began moving them slowly back and forth, together and apart, across her stomach there, saying, “You’ll have to speak up, I. He wanted to get together with some friends this evening, you know, just hang out. He told me to be home at 5:30. I'm going to be so fucking late and he is going to be so fucking pissed."Warning bells were going off inside Jack's head, but he tried to keep a lid on his mounting anger. He knew what her 'boyfriend' could do when he was 'pissed'; he'd seen the damage to this girl firsthand."You're just a little late. Why don't you call him and let him know you're on your way?"Heidi looked away,. ”Ready?” She called as she stood waiting at the door. He got up and walked over to the door and put his hand around her waist leading her out of the bar and into a cab. They chatted quietly in the back before reaching their destination. He paid the driver and opened the door for her. In his apartment he brought out two glasses with two ice cubes in each and the bottle of bourbon he had told her about, setting them down on the table in front he poured her two fingers. ”So…” She said pausing..