I showed her the door leading to the apartment. There was a key hanging on a hook beside the door. I opened the door and turned on the light. "It may ...e a little musty," I said. "Since Almarinda left, there hasn't been anyone in here. But I think it's clean."Charlotte looked through the apartment. It was pretty basic but decent. There was a sitting room, a small dining room, a bedroom, a nice washroom and even a small kitchen. At last, Charlotte turned to me. "Jack," she said, this is really. Her voice was thin, brittle, reflecting her agony. Jeremy started to pull back, and then hesitated. ‘Get off of me bastard.’ Jennifer said with more force, tears running down from the corners of her eyes. Jeremy stared into her eyes, and began to thrust into her again. ‘I fucked her this afternoon, I didn’t even clean my cock before fucking you bitch.’ Jennifer stared at him horrified. ‘Jeremy, stop. Stop right now. NO Jeremy, NO.’ She said trying to scream, pulling on the ropes with all her. His car was parked directly in front of my apartment under a huge streetlight. I was surprised when he didn’t get in the car, waiting instead outside of it and talking on his cell phone. In a few minutes another man walked up and started talking to him, sharing the conversation on the phone. They were laughing and high-fiving each other as if they had accomplished something. Then, I gasped out loud. When the other man turned directly into the light, I recognized him as one of the guys I had. "Alan, I know I've ... well, I've kind of kept you at arms length, well, at hands length at least," she said softly with a slight laugh."You'll just have to trust me, I really do love you and want you to be mine forever. It's not that I don't love and desire you, please know that," and her hand went down and took mine to her breast as she kissed me.I know now that my heart really didn't stop when my fingers felt her breast under them but it sure felt like my heart ceased beating. I kissed her.