There was nobody there. I assumed ding-dong ditchers until I heard the sound of the backdoor sliding open. My heart stopped.?Who’s there?? I asked... Silence. I asked again. Silence. I walked towards the kitchen slowly in my socks, trying to make as little noise as possible. The floor creaked beneath my shifting weight. When I turned the corner, I saw their shadows cast against the kitchen wall.Had I been carrying my cellphone, I would have called 911, then and there, but I left it. “My patron,” I said.“Yes. If I recall correctly, you have a diptych at home.”“Yes, Dave Kallas, a Greek Orthodox friend of mine, gave it to me a few years ago.”“Then put this with that icon, as a start of your icon corner.”“Uhm, I hate to say this, but it’s on a, well, I suppose you could call it a nicknack shelf, with statues of Loki, Shiva, and Shakti. I also have one of Krishna, but it’s on a table in that same room.”“That would be an issue! Would you at least change shelves so that just the. “Open your legs please Emma.”I couldn’t see much now as it was steamy in the shower but heard Chantel say,“Turn over let me see your bottom.”“No, It is okay, I can do that another time,” pleaded Emma.“Emma, you haven’t got anything I haven’t seen or licked before, so come on don’t be silly.”Emma turned and bent over the side of the bath.“A few stray ones here and there, all done Emma. How does that feel?” she asked.“Lovely Chantel. Very sexy. Thank you.”“Wash it off in the shower,” Chantel told. I recalled my mom wanted me to call home, collect. I rubbed Becky’s arm until she began to wake up. I figured we slept a couple hours, judging by the clock on a bank we passed. We needed to put our clothes back on. But before we got dressed she gave the tip of my erect wiener a sloppy wet kiss. Mmmmm.We were ready when the bus pulled into the station. She led me off the bus, holding my hand tightly. I had both our bags slung over my shoulder, and followed her as she skipped through the crowded.