She left her jacket at the cloakroom and we walked upstairs to theclub. It was still early, and the dancefloor was empty. At the bar sheordered two vo...ka-oranges. I still hadn't opened my purse.Almost immediately as we entered the eyes of the guys already there began tofollow us. Claire ignored the surroundings and leaned on the bar. We chattedagain about inconsequential things, but the rising volume of both the musicand the club's patrons made it difficult to talk. We began to shout into. . somehow ... but he knew the old man was right. If things had been the other way around, he would have urged Dannie to find love again, and another father for Kyle, if he could.By the time two more days had dragged on, and there was still no call, Bob resigned himself to having to deal with more loss. The sprouts of hope that had sprung up began to wilt. He told Rowdy to schedule him for something long and hard.Rowdy had been furious that he’d missed all the excitement. When Crystal had told. I wouldn’t taint my house like that.Christine was still passed out as I brought her to the basement where everything was pretty much set up for her. A table to lock her hands on so she couldn’t move away from me. A chair so she sit until I was ready to fuck her senseless. Paper towels, bleach, antibiotic cream, and tools. This was going to be so much fun. I placed her in the chair and stripped her of clothing. I never cut it off. Never. When I was done, I was going to have to put her clothes. Part of me wondered what it would mean if I enjoyed her struggles.She paused for a second, and then leaned towards me, and kissed me aggressively. My tongue found hers, and our bodies melted together. Where our skin met, I felt like I was on fire. I cupped her face, holding it close to mine. As our kiss deepened, my hands began to wander over her body. This is what I had been denied last time. I stroked her breasts. I wrapped my hands around her ass, and pulled her tight to me. One of my hands.