She nodded. “He knew you would show up, whether to save her or from the blanket. Either way, you would likely return to the last place you knew him ...o be.”“Which is why he left you,” I said with a groan.She nodded and then came to a stop.I stopped too, looking up and down the hallway to find the source of that something that continued to bother me. “What is that?” I asked.She looked back and forth too. “I don’t know, but I take it you’ve noticed something wrong too?”I nodded. “I can’t figure it. It was exactly what he was thinking. Shit, how did I not hear him come in? I silently cursed myself as I stood, naked in front of Andrew, my erection beginning to soften.“Look, Uncle Craig….”Shit, He called me uncle Craig. Oh fuck, Chloe’s going to find out, Andrew will probably leave. Word about this is going to get out. Shit, shit.“Look, Craig….I…Uh….Actually snuck in here…….to watch.”That’s when I noticed something about him, something… I looked down slightly and noticed a large bulge in the. Mike had expected Jack to laugh or even grin, but when Jack remained serious he realized that Jack wasn’t kidding about fights breaking out. Shaking his head, he decided that he’d rather remain at the Internet Café.The door opened right on time and four people came out. Based on the expressions on their faces, it must have been a pretty intense meeting. Mike wondered if the limited time in the conference room was forcing people to be more focused on their work. Jack said, “Let’s get in.”“Sure,”. His nose wrinkles in disgust. He looks at me then tilts his head back. Warm foamy spit sprays onto my face. I gag from the chewing tobacco that runs slowly down my forehead. Bastard. An unwanted and terrible flashback pounces and I suddenly think of my father who spat the same brand onto my face and spanked me with beer bottles. My eyes are closed as I try to guard them from the brown goo that begins to slide over my brow onto my eyelids. The car door slams but I don’t dare to open my eyes. The.