He had turned his light on and was standing on a chair, pumping like crazy, this I could see as I made my way to the stairway.At the bottom of the sta...rs I did an unexpected thing, I opened the front door, which was at the side of the house facing his, and stepped out, naked and carefree.I looked up and he was peering down at me, standing in the darkness, but illuminate by his room light.Pretending not to notice him I lent against the cold wall for a moment, turned and went back inside, all the. He pulled the stopper out of the sink and wiped the countertops.“I’ll go get Nicole settled,” Abrielle said and headed up the stairs. “Loren?” she called to him.“What?”“Instead of a dishwasher, how about getting air conditioning? It is stifling up here.”He climbed the stairs. “We can’t put in central air,” he replied. “The house doesn’t have the ductwork.”“What about window units?” she asked.“They’re noisy. I’m not sure they’re worth the expense for the half-dozen days a year we’d use them. Did. But, and it was proving to be a big but, he was having doubts about the women he met through his adverts.His initial advert in the shop window had been superseded with a flashier, more colourful card. It brought a few enquiries, but was proving to be the weaker point of sale. He had taken out a small space in the local free newspaper contact column which had started to pay off. But, the problem was, well the women who called him were not Elizabeth and definitely not in her class.He thought long. Bob looked at Tina as she tried despreatly to breath during in imaginable pain as Bob decided to add to the mix turning Stone as the last of his shut covered Tina's face and hair sorta like poop frosting on vomit cake. Tina was dead inside she didn't v even scream as her father forced yet another ingredient onto the abuse cake shitting all over Tina's head. " Oh Tina " Lynda panted as she whipped the vomited from her own eyes using her feet she kicked Tina as hard as she could over and over.