It was really nice to be cuddled like this. Our movie finishes and she yawns. "Would you like to pass out? I'll probably be up for a few more hours bu...t you are more than welcome to my bed." I ask her. "I don’t want to sleep in your bed without you. Lets pick another movie and I will just wait until you sleep and snuggle you all night." she lets out an adorable small laugh and looks up to me for approval. So I browse for something that will hopefully make me tired so I could sleep with her in my. Combs . . .’ ‘Please, call me ‘Rachel,” again the laughter. ‘Under the present circumstances, I think ‘Mrs. Combs’ is a bit too formal!’ ‘Well, I was just helping Joanna with a problem,’ a raised eyebrow causes me to reconsider my unfortunate choice of words, ‘and one thing sorta led to another.’ Her brown eyes washed over my face. ‘Yes. Joanna can be most demanding at times. Go on.’ ‘Well, I made love with your daughter. That’s the short of it.’ ‘Hmm. No dissembling. I like that. And, do. “I might have to come and do this again.” He tells me as he buttons up his shirt, “give me your phone number so I can tell you if I decide to come and punish that little ass again.”“I’d really like that daddy.” I tell him before finding my phone and reading out my number for him.He walks towards the front door and I follow him like a little lost puppy, he opens the door and stops, he turns around to face me and kisses me with that same hardness that he had earlier and even so soon after cumming. "Silently, each audience member was bathed in an individual spotlight.? Ruth bither lip, testing the restraint and looking at Helen, who had turned paleandwas trembling violently.? The stagecouldn't be seen, although the otherspotlights and their transfixed victims could."Control room...show me who you have chosen..."? Sarah realised something she had never realised before: the victims werechosen, not randomly, but deliberately.?A cold finger of fear brushed herheart again.? A spotlight.