Not yet. He wasn't altogether sure she wasn't playing him."What kind of dreams?" he finally asked when the silence dragged on in a very un-Abby manner...."You giving me oral sex," she said, a small knowing smile on her face. "But it couldn't be the truth because you would never have let it go on and not let me come. Especially when you told me I couldn't until I had your orders." One hand dipped between her legs and she flicked the piercing, moaning."You're not that big a bastard, are you, Gibbs?". ..hurrying out of the room she called to him, "Eric ? Iknow I said you should...Oh WOW!"Eric was descending the stairs in one of her "little black dresses", 4"heels, and looked, in a word, simply stunning. His hair fell gracefullyaround his shoulders and down to the small of his back, framing hisbeautiful face in deep auburn curls."Well girlfriend, what do you think?" Eric asked in a breathy voice,striking a pose on the stairs which showed off his incredibly long,sleek legs."My God Eric, you. "Now suck my left boob, Ben." She guided his mouth to her left boob. And her son sucked as he had done her right boob."YES, BEN. SUCK MOMMY'S BOOBS... SUCK HARDER... YES, THAT'S RIGHT... THAT'S GOOD... I LOVE THE WAY YOU SUCK... YOUR MOUTH IS BETTER THAN YOUR DADDY'S... YES, SUCK ME BABY, SUCK ME..."After a while she requested, "Switch your sucking to the other boob, Ben. Take turns to suck both boobs. I want you to suck them nicely, son. They haven't been sucked properly for a long. Her lack of education and experience garnered nothing more than a sympathetic smile and the way to the door.Now more depressed than ever, she stopped in a corner bar. Her first taste of hard liquor cured her of the idea of drowning her sorrows and she arrived home stone cold sober, her heart aching, her mind dazed and confused as to what her and Chris' future might be. A hot bath provided no relief and as she was pulling something comfortable from the closet to wear around the house, a card.