He isn't ... I can't feel ... he didn't move, all day yesterday, he barely moved at all."He let go of her, pushing her toward the bathroom, "Okay, go ...ash your face. We're going to the hospital."She didn't move, "Howard ... I ... I don't want ... I'm afraid, I don't want to know." Yes, you do. You're just afraid to be alone when you find out. I'm right here, and I'm staying. Go wash your face."As she turned to walk toward the bathroom, she doubled over and groaned. Before she could straighten. It's almost eight o'clock. What, or who, had you out until all hours last night?"Jake started to sit up, but just fell onto his back and groaned. "I must have gotten in around midnight. I was at the library until it closed and Dr. Grayson's granddaughter ran me out. We had coffee at an Omelet Shoppe before I took her to Grayson's house in a taxi." Wait, you were with Grayson's granddaughter last night? How did you swing that?" Leslie was more than a little curious."Take off you clothes so I can. She packed her clutch purse with the necessities and sat drinking and smoking, watching the clock until finally she heard the toot of a horn from outside. Michele opened the door and peeked outside to ensure no nosy neighbours were watching and she closed the door behind her and got into the rear of the limousine.The driver ogled her during the twenty-minute trip but had nothing to say. Michele sat in the gloomy rear of the car smoking and thinking. She recalled that Stephen Mortlock was the. "I get him first." Said chocolate doll between my legs."I want him again." Drooled the Latino."Mine, all mine this morning." Spoke up the brunette grinning at me, leaning forward to give me a tender kiss."Uhmm, I think before this gets out of hand, I gotta pee, bad. Lemme up so I can go." I said while trying extricate my legs from around all the female flesh.The brunette jumped out of bed, took my hand and pulled me up. The chocolate babe did the same with my other hand. The Latino just knelt.