An hour passed, no one moved, they just lay, emotionally and physically as exhausted as people could be. They remained at the bungalow for all of that... day and the night as well, Ken caring for his wife`s burns, and Fred cooking light meals for them all from freezer and tin. Holly lay face down so as not to lay on her throbbing marks, which Ken regularly sprayed with antiseptic spray and a numbing agent, bought that very morning from boots chemists . Fred sorted a few of his papers then they. Guilt-free sex, man."Kevin left the room, then came back in with the new guest, a young woman who was dressed much the same as the other guests, in jeans and a t-shirt. The woman chained to the wall looked completely out of place, a shimmer of spandex and rubber amongst all the casually dressed people. It seemed appropriate enough, though: she wasn't a guest, she was the entertainment."Whoa!" protested Dave, prematurely withdrawing himself. "What the hell is she doing here? I thought this. I didn’t start things with Danielle, she did.The more I thought about what happened with Danielle, the more confused I felt. Why did she do that? She must have known that Jordan and I had been together, and she was married on top of that. She shouldn’t have tried to take the blanket.And then I remembered what she did to my chest and how it felt.I lowered the blanket and touched my own nipples. They were still sensitive. It was like my nipples were connected straight to my groin. The slightest. I followed her up the stairs and across the landing. My mother led me along the familiar route along the hallway to her bedroom.“You start it going,” she said. “I’ll just get out of these clothes.”I went through to the en-suite, turmoil inside my head as conflicting thoughts and impressions struggled to voice their opinion.“No need to close the door,” my mother called.I let go of the handle, leaving the door ajar. “All right,” I said through a croak.I set the taps so hot water cascaded into the.