She felt hollow, empty and alone. With each passing day her torment grew. Chico and Joel had been right. She missed it so much she could think of litt...e else. And now with Joel's outrageous proposal to weigh on her as well, she grew weary. At work she simply ran on autopilot, her mind a million miles away, the aching a constant reminder of what she so desperately needed — and no longer had.At home it was even worse. Although he had said nothing further, every time she saw Joel she was thrown. There was no sound except for the regular drip of a tap.Dionysia where is she? I can't sense her here. There was a shimmer and Dionysia appeared in front of him. "I am picking up her life signs behind that cabinet."Tristan walked over to where she had indicated and pulled the cabinet away from the wall.Tristain, shivering in a small alcove, let out a small cry and blinked in the sudden blaze of light. "Daddy!" She stood and flung her arms around him."What happened, Tristain? Where is your. At my back door, just before she left, we kissed, and it was filled with such passion, such lust, that I told her I hoped this would not be the last time we could enjoy one another; and she said that she very much wished to see me again. Hearing that made me incredibly happy.I watched her leave my back yard and go into her grandmothers house (she turned and waved at me as she did), and in spite of the fact that she and I had fucked so many times already, my cock was rock hard once more. It. ”“I only have some of that pomegranate juice.”“That will be fine.”Maddie poured him a glass and topped up the glass she had been drinking, this adding more fuel to the fire of the effects of the juice with the tablets she was taking.Billy tried to think of some way to start a conversation, “have you managed to read all your books yet Miss Brown?”Maddie gave a somewhat c***dish laugh, “no, not yet, there are a lot more in boxes in the loft.” Then as if this prompted a reminder. “I wonder if I.