I thought, “Were the translucent shirts that the two women were wearing a ploy concocted by Mom to elevate Dad’s libido? He seems ... umm ... more... carefree with the show tonight. I wonder if he’ll ask to see Gracey’s breasts.” And speak of the devil.“Charlie, they’re yours for the asking. You look like you really want them.”“I do, Gracey. I really do, but I can’t.”“Just ask. Anytime.”She then leaned in and kissed him lightly on the lips and retreated, coming back to the kitchen with a bit of. I was dead-bored, nobody knew i was down here, nobody knew she was here, i had an entire night of nothing to do in a basement with so many pointy objects. plus- usually once i shoot a load i wont be good for another two hours or so.the act of voilence on her teeth was a dead give-away that i didnt plan on letting her live tonight. it was very hard for me to just rape a chick and let her run off...usually i would pick out girls like this one [sluts on the corners selling themselves] so that no. We could have had the whole day to alone to ourselves. Then I started wondering what he did for a living. Maybe he was at work. Soon I realized that I didn't know anything about this man. All I had was a first name, Sam. I didn't even know where he was from, where he lived, or exactly how old he was. None of those questions had really mattered to me. The only thing I wanted to know was when he would be back.My daily evening routine had become getting ready and waiting for him. This was. . Friday. There is always a party to go to on Fridaynight, and you do not have to work on Saturday." He smiled, no, leered."We... you can stay in bed all morning if you wish." Friday?" Could she finish the trial and change back by then?"Si, you think about it, and I will ask again tomorrow." His expressionchanged. "For now, would you mind stepping out of the office?"Marissa nodded, trying hard not to smile. "Gladly." She didn't knowwhat made her happier, getting away from Alvarez or knowing.