He led me to the foot of the bed and pointed at the floor. ‘Oh, Christian!’ I gaped at the sight. He’d laid a green blanket on the floor along w...th several pillows. On one corner of the blanket was a picnic basket – the basket I’d packed the night before and hid in the basement – thinking he wouldn’t find it here. It was open and there were two plates set out with all the food I’d prepared on them. Two tall glasses of orange juice rested beside the plates and there was a vase between them. ‘Is. ‘Byron, this is Dalton Lewis,’ Sharon said, ‘he’s a friend of Heidi’s.’ ‘Nice to meet you, Dalton,’ Byron muttered as he refilled his glass. Once more he gulped the contents of the glass, as if he were drinking water, not beer. Dalton watched the man’s massive head bob on his shoulders, and noticed that his eyes were glazed, red, and teary. Much more beer and he’d be unconscious, or very close to it. A band walked up on the platform at one end of the yard, then began playing. Dalton saw the. Her arms were getting sore, being stretched out for so long, she realized that she was practically standing on her toes to reach the faucet. She didn't know that her robe had opened, giving him a clear look at her pussy, that was eye level to his face. The noise stopped and she felt his breath blowing on her exposed legs. She heard him command to her to keep a tight hold of the faucet for another minute or two. Because of the way he talked, she was scared to let go of the faucet after the stern. I didn’t even open any of them.I stuffed all of the things that were trash back in the box to be taken out later and set it by the stairs. Shirts went into the laundry basket, I left the pile of animals on the bed for Anne to look at later. I didn’t want to spend too much more time up here, it gets really hot.I dug the debit card out of my wallet and verified it was from the local Credit Union. I should also have a checkbook around here somewhere. Yep, in the nightstand.The checks were the type.