Quickly I turned back to the light that had just then disappeared up the stairs after closing the front door.Though it had been little more than three...hours since Holly and I raced naked into the storm cellar, it almost seemed an eternity. That sexual a****l was slumbering now as I traipsed up the stairs, trying to keep up with the fading light. It had been an emotionally packed day. Suddenly all I could think about was laying in my own bed, with my own pillow, rolling over and slipping deep. Mags apologised for running late as she had meant to be gone when Holly arrived and then left.“Have fun you two, I love you both”Mags said as she ran to the car. I tucked my hands in my jeans and my mind raced for something to say to put Holly and mainly myself to be honest at ease. “So umm, would you like a drink?”Was all my male brain could think of. “That would be great actually, but only one. I want my head to be clear”She said. “You’re a brave girl. And a very beautiful one too I might. ‘I will not ask again.’ ‘Oh but you will Derek, you need those codes from me much more than I need to give them to you. Me, I just want to play a game.’ ‘You have played your last game bitch,’ Snapped Reynolds sensing an opportunity, ‘You’re never going to see the light of day again.’ Michelle just scoffed at the threats aimed at her, ‘Oh you couldn’t be more wrong Derek my dear. I still have one final game to play, the biggest game to date.’ She paused just enough to watch the expression on. She mentally avoided the excruciating exercise to reminisce some more of her not-so-far-away youth. She smiled as she remembered a time when her body was the stuff of legends. She was far from a less beautiful now, but she no longer had the same confidence in her charms. In more ways than one she was more of a woman now than she was then. Back then she was petite and cute. Now she was the image of femininity and she was beautiful. She also delighted herself in remembering what a bad naughty.