Surely if she had been told that she was through, that meant Rufus too would be aware of whether he made it or not. She shook her head a bit irritated...with herself. This was so not a life or death matter so why was she worried if telling Rufus her news was going to get him all surly? She forwarded her text to Rufus’s phone as well. Almost immediately she got a voice note from Lorna screaming ‘You lucky whore. I just knew it. You’re gonna be grilled to death now, hahaha!’ Kainene laughed out. Deciding it was clear, Dara made his way into the dark, letting Presley fall into step behind him. ‘Where will you go?! You can’t just run off, what if something happens to you?’ She whispered harshly after him, her fingers lightly nipping at his sleeve as she tried to get his attention. He didn’t know what he was going to do but he knew what he wasn’t, he had to hide before it was day light and anyone saw him. ‘I’ll.. camp, plenty of folk do it these days, Presley.’ It was the first time he. She can taste herself on him. It's so erotic, and she can feel herself start to throb again. She breaks the kiss as he tries to fist her hair. She shakes her head and whispers "Paybacks a bitch." She leans in again, and slowly laps at his lips, taking his bottom lip into her mouth and sucking on it. She nips it with her teeth, and then soothes it with her tongue. His hips start rocking, trying for some friction. She pulls back and shakes her head at him. "Patience," she says, with a smirk on. She's not doing badlyconsidering."The passenger side door opened briefly. "I'll watch the room lightand give you a yell when it goes out. Do you want over or under onnine o'clock for the coffee tonight?" I'll take over. She'll try to force her adjustment to the time zonebefore the weekend." I hate to give it to you, but I think you're right. You like yourcoffee black?"*****Tuesday, February 6, 2001Los Angeles, CA12:30AM PSTThe dance studio had shut down for the night hours before, and thelittle.