"Not this time of night. They make me wired." Hot chocolate?"Her eyes lit up. "Hot chocolate ... please."He filled a carafe with water from the bathro...m and placed it into a coffee maker. From a box on a shelf he retrieved a pair of packets, opened them and dumped them into mugs."While that's heating up," he said, "there's something I need to do..." He opened his closet and took a necktie from a hook. Then, he slipped it around his neck and began tying it."A tie?" she asked. "Do you think this. But now, watching Kaitlin lean over to fix herself a drink, I found myself thinking of her sexually. Maybe it was Mr. Daniels kicking in, or my breakup with Erin. I couldn't help noticing the way her nipples stuck out against her shirt. The way her thighs clenched as she downed a drink, a gracefulness that hadn't been there when we were teenagers."So we're both on a dry spell, huh?" Dry as the desert." I fished out the T.V. remote from between the pillows, flicking it on. Kaitlin laughed as two. She disengaged her hand from Gillian’s and walked purposefully down the centre aisle. She reached the altar-rail and knelt, looking up at the cross on the altar as her mother stood, mouth open, watching. Gillian was about to run down the aisle to collect her child when a voice spoke in her ear.“Let her be; she clearly knows what she’s doing.”Gillian turned to look at the owner of the soprano voice. She recognised the heart-shaped face framed with glossy chestnut hair, though the elaborate robes. She had never felt anything that hurt like that. Atthe same time, she saw things from the black man's point of view and itjust made her hornier. Listening to her scream, and claw, he grabbed herhips and gave her a hard thrust. She shuddered. "Yeah. You like that, huh bitch?" She couldn't speak. She was in shock, but she couldn't stop herself. Herblack counterpart thrusted her again and again. It made her dick feel sogood, and despite the pain she caused herself, she could not stop. Thebiker.