I might have believed she was capable of it, but I doubted Ignacio would have taken the chance of ruining his friendship with Sterling. “No. Lori. T...hey fucked all night. He left the bachelor party early.” “How was the party?” I asked. Wiggling against him to try to free myself to no avail. “I heard you had a stripper.” “A stripper, yeah. She looked old enough to have worked with Gypsy Rose Lee. Big tits though.” He put his hand up my skirt, rubbing me between the legs. I could feel my panties. I got our bags packed while she was in the tub and when I went in to check on her I tried to talk to her to ask what had happened. She only softly said we could not leave when I told her we had our bags packed. I asked her why and the only thing I could make out is that she had to be ready by 7 pm. I was so frustrated by everything that had happened in the past 12 hours i walked out of our room to get some air. As soon as I opened the door I saw two huge police officers walking up and down the. We told each other the truth. He was intelligent. He didn’t get in that much trouble.I didn’t have to tell him not to wear those Peggy shirts when he went out. And not when any of his friends were over on weekends. There weren’t many kids living in the Crossroads, so weekends were Walker’s time to jam.I give him his freedom, the same as my father had given my sister, Autumn, and me. To the consternation of our mother. Most of the Crossroads businesses knew Walker, many by name. As did the. And if they thought that giggling was unlikely, Anita couldn’t begin to imagine what they would think if they could see her racing through the evening traffic on those special nights, often with one hand on the wheel and the other inside the pants of her conservative business clothes, cupping and squeezing herself through her panties, her mouth hanging open with excitement. Sometimes she thought that was the best part: the sheer, tingling anticipation of what was about to happen:Slave Night.It.