Instagram? Perfect!Tapping the accept button, the image loaded instantly, and he followed with the perfect caption:“The day I got to drag my fingers...down that gorgeous back while we were making love. #mineforever, “ he added with a smirk.Perfect! He praised himself as he unplugged the phone cord.Unlike the previous nights, Dillon didn’t feel the need to sleep with his laptop open with a picture of Suki on the screen. Tonight he had something better. So, shutting his laptop and unplugging it. Leading the way I opened the door to the lounge. Just before she entered I kissed her gently on the forehead and whispered. “Haappy birthday and anniversary, darling.” Then passed her into the room. She gasped. Six naked guys stood there. “Here she is guys,” I said. “Use her and abuse her well. She is a fucking slag. I will be back in twelve hours. I do not want her un-filled or un-fulfilled.” Dawn turned to me and I smiled. “Enjoy” I said and left. The rest of the story I got from the video. I. Within moments they were chattering as if they had been best friends forever, rather than the relatively distant relationship of bus driver and passenger. They talked about everything. They covered their respective personal histories, families, jobs, likes and dislikes. They laughed and joked. They debated politics and religion. They scoffed at each other’s taste in books and agreed over music. They even talked about past romantic relationships and why they hadn’t worked out. Then they talked. Standing in front of the fire, looking out into the darkness, was a woman. A single woman, who wasn't even as large as the mother. He looked around. The quarry must be hiding in the old house. If that other woman stood aside, well, maybe he would let her be.He wouldn't, of course. The reason he had been so successful in his hunts was because he never left a witness. Or a body. He might offer escape to the intruder, but her body would end up down in the overgrown mine shaft where all the others.