It was very unassuming, a small brickseries of apartments. I walked up the stairs to the door and looked forMiss Morgana's suite. Sure enough there it...was "Miss Morgana sexualhypnotist" it stated on the call button, at least she is not afraid ofadvertising it I thought. I pushed the button and heard a response of"May I help you". Yes it is Mark Toller I responded. Oh yes please comeup she replied and I heard the door to the apartments click open. Iopened the door and hesitated for a moment to. Would he be in trouble for not coming home? Would he be punished for Mother Nature’s power versus his thirty-year-old bicycle? She had offered him the ride because she would hate for him to miss work – it was obviously the only time he felt good about himself and she didn’t want to deprive him of that. At work he smiled, and Peyton wanted to see him smile again. Peyton tossed and turned for a while longer before drifting off uneasily, her dreams more like nightmares. When she woke up again,. His head went immediately to her breasts, engulfing one in his mouth and sucking on her nipple. With his tongue he toyed with it until it began to respond. Donata was terrified, both of him and of this strange feeling in her body. Jeremy stayed on her chest for what seemed like an eternity until he finally released it from his oral grip and sat up."You are the most beautiful girl that I have ever seen," he whispered to her and then slid down lower, his body between her legs and his mouth inches. Her glass was half empty, but she had a steel cup holding another full helping of peanut-butter-and-chocolate-smelling ice cream.“They put rum in it!” she grinned with conspiratorial glee. She tossed her jacket, hat, and gloves onto the other bench, forcing open a seat for me at her side. I grabbed Max’s hips and sat her down. I slid into the booth across from the two of them. Sam followed until her hip was pressed to the side of mine. The waitress came over.No red hair, no familiar face,.