‘Follow me Guv. Got her nice and drugged just like you asked.’ Reardon followed the man, curling nose at the smell the man left in his wake. The t...o went through the front all to the back rooms and to the last door on the right. ‘Got her drugged and dressed, just like ye asked.’ The man opened the door and Reardon could not help but gasp at the image she made. Standing in the middle of the room the girl stood wrapped in nothing but a long strip of red satin. It wound through her legs around. ‘I’ll miss you,’ she said, giving him a small smile. He forced himself to smile back. ‘Jess, I love you,’ he murmured, kissing her softly. She smiled. ‘I love you too,’ she murmured as he pulled away. He grabbed the bag and walked out the door without glancing at her again, knowing if he turned around, he’d never leave. As he stood on the front porch, shaking, he reached into the pocket of his jeans and pulled out a crumpled up note. He read it quickly and tossed it towards the small pocket of. That’s where Dad hided. He saw the bike firmly parked on its solid kickstand. He saw Mom lying on the bike, ass on the seat, back on the fuel tank. He saw her dress lifted up and her legs parted. What he didn’t see was her underwear. It was gone. But he saw the driver. Forcefully fingering Mom but still wearing the leather suit and helmet.Dad’s emotions weren’t the peaceful kind as he watched and heard Mom reaching a climax. He looked at the driver trying to kill with the eyesight alone. But. I had the distinct impression that he wanted to kiss me. Maybe it was just wishful thinking, so I would quickly look away and keep talking. I just didn’t trust myself to keep staring into those gorgeous eyes of his. And speaking of obstacles, showers were extremely frustrating for me. Johnny always waited for me to go shower so he could tag along. So there we would be, in the shower together, and I would WILL myself not to look. I don’t know how I managed, but I avoided looking directly at his.