But he thought what if she comes to me again tonight? He stopped short of shooting come. He was going to wait for her. He put the box back in her clos...t. He looked at her bed. He knew he hid Penthouse magazines between his mattresses. He slid his hand in between her mattresses. He felt a book. He pulled it out from her mattress. It was a somewhat thin paperback. On the cover was a drawing of a woman wearing a see through negligee' sitting on her bed. The drawing showed her breasts graphically. "Hi, Mrs. Gauthier," Brigit said enthusiastically. "How nice to see you again." Brigit was looking curiously at both Michelle and me, wondering I suppose what we were doing together."Nice to see you too, Brigit. Would you tell John I'd like to see him, please? I'm sure he's not busy," she said with raised eyebrows and a grin."Thank you again for lunch, Mich ... Mrs. Gauthier," I stumbled. "I hope I can reciprocate some time in the future." My pleasure entirely, Dexter. Thank you for joining me.. I tried just not to throw up. Pulling back, he slapped thebejeezus out of me and screamed, "Like you love it bitch, or it's outonto the ice." So I did my best to give myself to him entirely, andattempt passion, while his hands roamed my body.I wasn't really that surprised when the car pulled off the interstate toa rest area, and over to a shadowed spot. I was beyond caring, justhoping to make it home alive. All I could do was nod when Mike led mefrom the front seat, and pointed to the back. "More clatter as she was apparently getting up to look for Becky. She didn't speak for a few minutes while he could hear her panic as she searched. With her voice sounding flustered she finally responded, "You didn't?" Oh I did. I'm watching her sleep right now," Trip told her, the maliciousness in his voice more than apparent."Fuck me," he heard Dorothy respond over the phone."Great idea hon. Tomorrow night, you'll be here six o'clock, naked, face buried in a pillow and your ass ready for my.