I pulled her down the remaining stairs to the lowest level where I had parked. As we entered the garage, it was fairly dark, and I pulled her in a hur...y, her clattering in heels to the corner where my ride was parked. I slung her around the car and into my arms. I told her, “I can’t wait to taste you!” Then I pulled her top up to reveal her bra-less breasts, my fingers rolling those nipples, and I heard her moan in approval through our kiss. My lips broke from hers and my mouth went to her. Peter was thirteen years old, and had up until now, leda happy and reasonably unhindered life. The death of his father and the subsequentinsurance payout had allowed his mother to do something she had always wantedfor her young son… to send him to the most private and exclusive schoolshe could afford. Had she known exactly what her young son was to experience, she might havechanged her mind. "Stand still boy until I tell you otherwise." The voice of the young femaleprefect echoed across the. A lot of capital letters and exclamation points.Enough.It was 9 in the evening. Walker.“I’m starving, Walk.”“Come home.”Pizza from Coal Vines on the Plaza. Kid must have done Uber. Good for him. I could tell from the aroma it was our favorite, spicy meatball. The meatball slices aren’t spicy, that adjective refers to the habanera sauce that they drizzle over the entire pie.I poured Walker the half glass of Negra Modela I allowed him on pizza nights. It gave him a tiny buzz. Good kid.Walker. He recalled what she'd said about the two of them watching him and Laura... Watching, for Chrissakes! As he reached the door to his bedroom, he became suddenly absolutely furious with his new wife."Laura!" he yelled as he entered the room. "You little cunt! This is all your fault!"Laura sat up brusquely in bed, rapidly turning on the bed lamp. Fear contorted her beautiful face... fear and surprise. She was the one who had planned to be angry when her husband finally returned home. Well, there.