Chloe was obviously enjoying herself, and we went out into the beer garden. We were lucky enough to be able to find space at the end of a picnic table...facing each other, and she chattered constantly, her cheeks flushed and her eye sparkling, apparently unaware that our legs frequently touched beneath the table.'Those things you write about, Daddy – did you do them with Mummy?' she suddenly asked, staring at me boldly.'I – I don't think we should talk about that,' I stammered weakly, and Chloe. At first, it had all been a game, but as the school year dragged on, it had become something else. It was exhilarating and scary and even a little humiliating at times and, in the end, it had awoken something in both of us; desire, longing, and, ultimately, love. Not that we could ever admit it, at least not to anyone else. Neither of us was ready for that yet. To each other, however, in whispered conversations over the phone, in notes passed in secret in the school hallways, in the way she’d. "Uh--T...Tom," he said. "Tom Vincent." Who is Tom Vincent?" Hekate inquired."I--" He realised that he didn't know."I will give you a name," Hekate said, "when we get home." Home..." An image danced crazily in his mind, a squalid single room full ofold clothes and dirty dishes, a dog yapping incessantly downstairs. It fadedand vanished, dissolved by her eyes. He sank back, content to look at her.Hekate reached into a snakeskin handbag by her side and took out a silvercigarette case. He watched. "Yeah, she's a little hottie like you; she may have some tips for yourlook tonight." Well, that sounds fun," I said."I got the key," Joe said coming back from around the corner. I lookedat him from my new spot held in Tad's arms."Well what are we waiting on?" I asked, leaning in to nibble on Tad'sneck, loving the way his skin felt between my lips."You guys heard the slut, let's go," Reece said, and the 5 of us wentupstairs. Tad made me feel light as a feather. He never grunted once;but when we.