He closed the door and led me into the house, then let go of my hand and walked into the kitchen. We were in the dining room. He opened a cupboard and...got a glass, filled it with water, and came back to me."Drink." He held out the glass for me to take, and I was thirsty. My mouth was dry from the earlier sex as well as from nervousness. I drank the whole glass and handed it back. "How do you feel?" he asked me."Ah..." What could I say? Nervous, embarrassed, still turned on but not frenzied like. One crawled down my ribs.The others on my thigh and ass, scooting closer, secreting a white, sticky fluid that made me approach the ancient altar as if in a trance.Their tongues enveloped me first, slippery and wet as they smacked against my legs, keeping me from running.In a last act of will, I turned and saw...Rising to surround me from the shadows were a half-dozen monstrosities, snake-like and segmented, each protruding face seeming to smile through sharp pointed teeth. Their tongues shot. Angel could barely remember how to ski and Mia had stayed by her mother's side, encouraging her, until Angel managed to get the hang of it again. Mia could ski and snowboard like a champ; Martin had taught her well.After that outing, Mia had gone to lunch and dinner with Angel and Jordan many times and as the weather had become warmer, the three of them had gone into the city to see some theater. Mia often stopped by Jordan's office after school to see her mother, or she went over to Jordan's. We're going to get some breakfast and then we needto head for Bedford ASAP." Bedford?" I asked. "What the fuck for? What's in Bedford?" To drop Dan off. Don't you remember?" Oh, right," I sighed as my brain retrieved a faded imprint of a fat,untidy and mentally disabled young man sitting in our car and babblingto himself. It seemed to me as though several years had passed since wehad met him and given him a ride. "Dan. Yeah. Where is he?" Over in the next room with the guys," Scott told me. "It.