Maybe they guessed.By the time the locksmith finished his work at 3 pm every external door lock had been changed, with mortise locks fitted, and every... window had locks.Phase One of Retribution initiated.I went for a pie and a pint at the nearest pub, and spent the next hour reading the local paper, then made my back to Kitchener Road and took up an observation point in the little park across the road from the house. Miriam finished work at 5pm so I reckoned she would be home by 5.15.A large. When I told her that I was a virgin, she took on a certain glow, almost happy. She was surprised that I was a virgin. Most of the people that used her service were men of the world or so the men thought. With care she undressed me. Being nineteen I was ready and more than able. Hell, I already had an erection. She removed her clothes; she wasn’t wearing a bra or underwear. This I suppose was to make her job easier.She was an older woman maybe in her early thirties, to me being nineteen she was. She was practically a nun. But every day, she walked out of your office with that same stupid grin Staci wore–and Staci, she was smiling like that practically non-stop by then. Chewing gum on the job, giggling like a schoolgirl and flirting with all her clients…of course, she’s a natural blonde. You didn’t need to make her dye it.’ Lori jabbed the gun at him just a little. ‘Because it was you, wasn’t it? Don’t answer that,’ she said quickly. ‘It’s a rhetorical question.’ He didn’t answer,. He had been entranced by her face, the sweetness of it, how young she looked still, but then when he realized...she was nearly fucking naked in the shot. God. She was anything but sweet. Innocent. The girl was a devil. Perfectly evil. And God he wanted nothing more than to make her his.He could feel his cock swelling inside of his boxer shorts, pressing against the rough cotton fabric, making him want to curse again. He had already taken care of his problem he thought, after speaking with her.