Without consciously thinking about where she was going, Cindy foundherself walking out the side door of the school and to the steps behindit. When she...got there she was almost surprised to notice that therealready other people there, though none of them really gave her a secondlook. Or perhaps not so surprising, she realized, since everyone sittingthere were goths."Hey Cin," one girl who had dark red hair, but with one side nearlyshaved bald, greeted Cindy less than enthusiastically. The others. My face broke out into a soft smile, knowing you were on the end of the line, smiling back at me. You hated telephones, at least using them, speaking into them to strangers. This was why we had devised the code, so that you would answer when I called with no anxiety."Hello, darling. How are you? How did it go?" You had been for a long treatment at the dentist, a root canal, intricate and painful, I had been worried about you all afternoon.Your deep, throaty voice floated back down the line to. What the Hell is that? Malibu’s, Cutlasses, and Regals, all shared many of the same underpinnings as my Grand Am. I had convinced him to take me on as a customer, but only after I delivered my boss down to him with his Camaro, which is another story, (and you’re not going to believe what he did to his car for only $35,000 (gulp). I’m talking Dana 4.11 rear end and Hurst shifter.) I think he took me on as a customer because he was impressed with my knowledge of cars. Like him, I was a car guy. . "Jen's eyes grew wide with this revelation. Her head was spinning. Steve couldn't have kids? Christian had set this all up?Christian stared at the blond beauty, watching her process all this information. She was so fucking beautiful, he thought. "I've wanted to fuck you for a long time," Christian said, almost to himself. "Since I first saw you." Looking intently into Jen's eyes, he pronounced, "And I'm going to fuck you. Right here, right now."Christian's pronouncement brought Jen back to her.