" Who?" That waitress, she said she couldn't concentrate so she told the manager that she didn't feel too good and she was going home. She said that a...ter we left she had to go and finish herself off. We've got about half an hour, she's going to get changed first." Shit, I can't believe what you've done."Jenny took the shower head from the holder and started to rinse the lather off Cassie's breasts."Oh that's good" she said leaning back against the shower wall. "Lower, rinse my pussy."Jenny put. There was a lifegrowing inside of me, and I was going to be a mother. Sometime nextFebruary, I'd give birth to a child; I'd get to name it, and raise it,and shape everything about its life. And for the first time in my life, Ifinally felt like I knew exactly what I needed to do - no, what I wasmeant to do.Tears of joy began to well up in my eyes."Are you okay?" Sara asked."I've never been happier," I said. And it was true. And somehow thathappiness had sparked an incredible idea in my mind.The. "I'm--" "Yeah, I know you," I replied. How does he know me again? "What do you like to read?" he asked as we went down the hall, as though he were actually curious to know. "What kind of a question is that?" I challenged. "Oh, just a friendly question. Didn't you ask me if--?" "I made a very specific enquiry. Your question is like some fishing expedition. I don't like people who try to pick my head." "Well, maybe I like your head. Maybe it'd be fun and enlightening to pick at it," he. The couch faced me with a small coffee table in front of it. The main entry from the hallway was to the right. The television was to my left, angled away. I could see partially into both the dining room and one of the bedrooms. I figured it would be enough.I'd only been waiting there for a few minutes when I heard a key turning in the outside lock. Before I'd repositioned, she walked in. I slowed my breathing and tried to blend into the coats and crap surrounding me.I didn't know her name..