"Oh!" Janet gasped, as she heard the rustle of clothing behind her. Obviously Bob was undressing and she once more felt a pang of fear as she tried to...scramble away, but found herself pulled rapidly back into the same vulnerable position.Bob's hands were unbuttoning the side button of her dress, pulling down the zipper and removing it completely without her being able to do a thing about it. She tried to scream but found that she was too embarrassed to do so, what if someone came in and found. " Jenny started." ... wake us up?" Julie finished."You just looked so pretty, like twin goddesses asleep in my bed. I just didn't have the heart to disturb you," I told them. "Believe me; it wasn't like I wasn't tempted though." I hugged both of them to me."You owe us!" they both said at the same time."And I always pay my debts," I replied as we walked to where the others were seated.Jenny and Julie were soon immersed in the discussion still going on about the new house. I clarified a couple of. I didnt mind as I was a fan of tattoos and liked the extra effort and detail he put into his work. By now joining Sick-Boy and Hammer on Tuesdays was new Prospect (Psycho). This trio kept me and Shaz satisfied on a weekly basis. The other club members were kept out of the loop of our shenanigans. On Tuesdays I didnt even bother showing up at school and would go straight to the MC in the morning. Mum didnt know I was skipping school but my grades did. I regularly would leave the clubhouse. But the crisis flung them together. In several months would be their fourth wedding anniversary.She was in therapy, which was either the height of irony or the perfect place for a woman who had graduated with a degree in psychology; he was starting to pick up some of the details of it himself, and supplemented her sessions with what advice he could offer, and his love for her. But the spectre of the disaster that brought them together, though past and gone, still hung over everything they.