“What do you mean?” I nervously asked. “Suck me.” He coldly replied, “Get on your knees.”I immediately looked at the bead curtain and co...ld see movement on the other side. “No…I’m sorry….I really must go.” I nodded towards the shop. “Don’t worry about her.” He sniggered, “Just get on with it.” I grabbed my bag and tried to push past the disappointed Asian shopkeeper. “Oh.” He sighed; then pulled his pants back up. “Here; you can still have these.” as he slid three magazines into a brown. ” James looked Sophie up and down and liked what he saw, “Are you gay?” he asked. “No,” replied Sophie, though she had had many fantasies of being so in recent months. “So what’s the photo worth?” he enquired. “I don’t know,” she answered nervously, “what is it you want from me?” “Come with me,” he ordered, “and if I don’t,” she asked. “Then there will be lots of copies of this photograph all over the site first thing on Monday morning,” he said joyfully. Sophie was trapped, she had no choice,. “It’s so beautiful here,” she whispered, and I nodded, my lips an inch from her ear. I gently kissed it, to see if she noticed. She didn’t seem to. “Two fucking days,” she said. “Real life is gonna suck, after this.”“I’m sorry, darlin’,” I said, and I was. But I didn’t really know what to tell her, from here on. I’m not a marriage counselor.“Peter...” she said, and turned her head. Our faces were inches apart. “Help me ... help me forget, just for one night.”For an answer I pressed my lips. With the door safely shut, the PDA stopped ringing. I looked at the PDAand smiled at the name shown on the missed call list. I quickly rangback. "Hi, how's it going?" Hi Jayne, I just thought I would give you an update, but then rememberedthat you would be in lessons. Sorry if I've got you into trouble." Nobody is in trouble," I quickly reassured, hoping that I wasn't, infact, in trouble. "So, how are things going?" Dad woke up late last night. This morning he is a lot more himself. Thedoctors.