" Biannka stated.'Easy for you to say, ' Jane thought, 'you are not the one who is going to have to entertain him are you? But of course," she admitte... to herself, "it would not be her either. He'd pick Cathy or Malu or even the child, if he hadn't had her already." Her heart aced at the thought of her gentle lover in the grips of that predator. Aloud she said:"I'll talk to the others. Lets get this course plotted." When Biannka passed her to get the charts, Jane put a hand on her arm and. Everything seemed to have changed from that day onward. The next time she returned to have me finish that massage is when I realized I had become her most trustworthy confidante. She had the most unbelievable stories to tell about her private home life. Before starting every session she had to get things off her chest. This day was no different except for the subject matter. This day her stories were about her most private and suppressed feelings. I was honored that she would mention such. "I smacked her but. "Relax, and take your shoes off. I'll be back in aminute."I opened the note from Stephie. "Confirmed, Carson's finger prints areall over your room."Smiling I handed the note to Joanne, who's eyes rose up in question."Why I brought you home tonight, keep her guessing." So you don't really want to continue what you started earlier with thatBoob Shot?" she was pouting.Looking deep into her eyes I wrapped my hands around her hips walkingher backwards until she was against the. Aunt Melissa managed to borrow Mom's car without her getting all bent outof shape and we headed out - - to the drugstore. I was surprised at themyriad of choices available. I finally picked one out at random and wewent to the check out counter. I tried to pawn it off on Aunt Mel, but shepushed me away and forward in the line. I almost felt like laughing. Forsome reason, it seemed surreally silly to me. The elderly lady gave me afew dirty looks as she rang up my purchase. I felt like telling her.