went downstairs
and confronted them, would they include me in their fun? If I just watched them
could I learn more about what motivates Alexis? He remembered her comment to
him about keeping his visits between them, and doing what she says next time.
Could he now turn the tables on her, and have her do what he says?
The doctor’s
sudden move brought him back to reality. He climbed on the bed and was soon soothing
the parts of her body that he had whipped. A minute or so later she was
writhing on the bed with her hair flashing from one side to the other.
He heard
her yell out as she dug her nails into the doctor’s butt. He thought he could
make out her tongue wetting her lips. He could only imagine what was on her agenda. Her head rolled towards the window, her eyes opened and she smiled.
What
magic did the doctor have to get someone so young and beautiful to give herself
this way? He was going to find out.
The
window was now fogged, but he didn’t care, he had seen enough. He had also discovered
another way to make some money.
Chapter
11
I got a
good look at the blackmailer’s face. He spotted the three men walking across
the street towards him and froze. Now that I knew what he looked like, I could
tell Stephen about him. It would be up to him to figure out who it might be. At
least it’s not a female. It had crossed my mind that maybe he had a lover who
was getting back at him.
I didn’t
like the looks of those guys either and waited for them to get away from the
station. I was certain the men were intent on having more than a conversation
with the other white man in their village.
I
started the car and got my white ass out of there. I had lots to think about
while I drove. I have a woman who knows me, never saw me privately; but I think
really wants me to be more than a friend.
Conversely,
I have a woman who knows me quite well, wants my body, sees it quite often, but
I think is sending me a message that she doesn’t want me anymore.
My
problem is that I love Mercedes, and still can’t believe what I saw with my own
two eyes at her apartment. The fact that she left her apartment in that manner
told me she wanted me to find the evidence and get the message.
Regardless,
she’s with Ralph at this moment. I have Maggie’s number and could be with her
tonight, but I have to think that out. The good news was that I made her day,
and the bad news was I didn’t make her night.
Stephen
asked me to call him at the office tomorrow even though he expressed his desire
to know who this person was tonight. He said it would be too risky to call
tonight as his wife is still recovering from all the trauma of her daughter
killing herself.
I looked
at my watch and it was just before 1 am. Maggie would be just changing from her
last routine. I considered changing my mind and heading to the club, but that
is like convicting Mercedes before she proves herself innocent.
Scott,
you are being such an asshole. You never were good with girls and you certainly
need to learn more about women.
Despite
what you want to believe, she went to bed with Ralph, during the afternoon when
she knew you would be gone, and even if she didn’t realize he left his boxers
in the bed…she left the bed messed up and the evidence of their shower. And,
most of all…I’m now guilty of doing exactly what she asked me not to.
I’m
in another investigation, and yes, she’s right, it could be dangerous and I
might even…I didn’t even want to think about those consequences.
*.*.*
I pulled
into the driveway at my apartment. Mrs. Abbott, who is my landlady, is sure to
know about my frequent absences from my apartment. It’s pretty hard for her not
to, since she leaves the paper on the stairs for me each morning. This is when
I wish there were many apartments in the building. She’s very smart and even if
there were other apartments, she would know about my being elsewhere.
I parked
and entered the front door as quietly as I
and confronted them, would they include me in their fun? If I just watched them
could I learn more about what motivates Alexis? He remembered her comment to
him about keeping his visits between them, and doing what she says next time.
Could he now turn the tables on her, and have her do what he says?
The doctor’s
sudden move brought him back to reality. He climbed on the bed and was soon soothing
the parts of her body that he had whipped. A minute or so later she was
writhing on the bed with her hair flashing from one side to the other.
He heard
her yell out as she dug her nails into the doctor’s butt. He thought he could
make out her tongue wetting her lips. He could only imagine what was on her agenda. Her head rolled towards the window, her eyes opened and she smiled.
What
magic did the doctor have to get someone so young and beautiful to give herself
this way? He was going to find out.
The
window was now fogged, but he didn’t care, he had seen enough. He had also discovered
another way to make some money.
Chapter
11
I got a
good look at the blackmailer’s face. He spotted the three men walking across
the street towards him and froze. Now that I knew what he looked like, I could
tell Stephen about him. It would be up to him to figure out who it might be. At
least it’s not a female. It had crossed my mind that maybe he had a lover who
was getting back at him.
I didn’t
like the looks of those guys either and waited for them to get away from the
station. I was certain the men were intent on having more than a conversation
with the other white man in their village.
I
started the car and got my white ass out of there. I had lots to think about
while I drove. I have a woman who knows me, never saw me privately; but I think
really wants me to be more than a friend.
Conversely,
I have a woman who knows me quite well, wants my body, sees it quite often, but
I think is sending me a message that she doesn’t want me anymore.
My
problem is that I love Mercedes, and still can’t believe what I saw with my own
two eyes at her apartment. The fact that she left her apartment in that manner
told me she wanted me to find the evidence and get the message.
Regardless,
she’s with Ralph at this moment. I have Maggie’s number and could be with her
tonight, but I have to think that out. The good news was that I made her day,
and the bad news was I didn’t make her night.
Stephen
asked me to call him at the office tomorrow even though he expressed his desire
to know who this person was tonight. He said it would be too risky to call
tonight as his wife is still recovering from all the trauma of her daughter
killing herself.
I looked
at my watch and it was just before 1 am. Maggie would be just changing from her
last routine. I considered changing my mind and heading to the club, but that
is like convicting Mercedes before she proves herself innocent.
Scott,
you are being such an asshole. You never were good with girls and you certainly
need to learn more about women.
Despite
what you want to believe, she went to bed with Ralph, during the afternoon when
she knew you would be gone, and even if she didn’t realize he left his boxers
in the bed…she left the bed messed up and the evidence of their shower. And,
most of all…I’m now guilty of doing exactly what she asked me not to.
I’m
in another investigation, and yes, she’s right, it could be dangerous and I
might even…I didn’t even want to think about those consequences.
*.*.*
I pulled
into the driveway at my apartment. Mrs. Abbott, who is my landlady, is sure to
know about my frequent absences from my apartment. It’s pretty hard for her not
to, since she leaves the paper on the stairs for me each morning. This is when
I wish there were many apartments in the building. She’s very smart and even if
there were other apartments, she would know about my being elsewhere.
I parked
and entered the front door as quietly as I
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