Is this really happening? Did I pass out after Haley made me cum? That has to be it. I tried to say something, anything. I had to be sure this was all...real."This is my victory party?" I said.Haley kneeled down in front of me and ran her fingers over my body, sending chills throughout it. If this is a dream I don't want to wake up, I thought as I shuddered."Yes baby this is your victory party. Each girl in this room has had one and now it's your turn. I told you that a lot of girls have been. But Matt, I promise—’ ‘What?’ Lifting his head, he made a sound that was half snort, half choke. ‘Sweetheart, did you seriously think I’d think…?’ A tear rolled down her cheek. ‘I wasn’t sure what you’d think. But I promise you, she’s yours. I’m just small because the morning sickness made me so ill. I couldn’t eat, I couldn’t—’ ‘Lissy!’ He bounded upright to seize her shoulders, his fingers biting into her flesh. ‘Why the hell didn’t you tell me? What in God’s name were you thinking?’ ‘Matt, I. I met her at the hotel and she was gorgeous. She was wearing a white see though top and a sexy jeans short. I was nervous. We both hugged as soon as we met and that certainly comforted us. Then we eased ourselves on our reserved dining table and started talking. She was flirting with me nicely and I kinda liked it. Then I presented the gift to her. It was wrapped and huge. She was wondering what it is. I insisted her to open in her room. I asked those delivery guys to shift it to her room. We. When I arrived in our lounge, it was immediately apparent that they had all heard the motorcycle arrive. Actually, my dad was already on the telephone to a neighbour, saying things like, ‘We don’t want that type living around here.’ My mother informed me that the word had gone around, that Mr Walker had left the house and workshop to his grandson, who was reputed to be a member of one of the local motorcycle gangs. From the look of him I’d got, I would have said, that was most probably true..