“Willow. Hey, Willow,” he repeated her name, reaching out to her.“Sorry,” she fretted. “This is wrong. This is so wrong.”She snatched her ...sketchbook and bag from the floor. She felt dizzy, almost sick. The whiplash from going from blind lust to panicked embarrassment in a few heartbeats nearly ripped her guts out. In her head, she pleaded for him to stop saying her name.Justin stepped forward and grabbed her by the shoulders, giving her a reassuring rub. He tried to look her in the eyes, but. But Anna is also letting us hit that sweet pussy of hers, for helping her. She's not as good a fuck as your ex. But she's a lot tighter. It's almost as if nobody has used that pussy." Hey dumbass," said Ray."You talk too much. Nobody was supposed to know we're fucking her; especially, not him." So how long are you supposed to be keeping me here?" I asked. They seemed to be upset that the news of them fucking Anna hadn't bothered me."Not long, just until the guys Anna hired get done. She figures. I bet they look neat.Vivian never really thought trees were that interesting. They were fun to climb, but that was all. “Maybe when my dad gets here he can help you out too Mr. Largo.”Though the shadow had no head to speak of, Vivian could almost feel him shaking it. No, he will be able to get you out, but I will still be down here.“How come?”I don’t have a body. All I am are these shadows. You can’t pick up a shadow and carry it somewhere.Vivian supposed Largo had a point there. Her shadow. .. why.I looked inside my brain and the place where my memories should be looked like the film you see after a tornado has ripped through a cheap housing tract. There was this wide stretch where there was rubble – broken bits of wood and litter piled up on top of each other. A little girl in a lilac party dress with a purple ribbon in her hair picked through the rubble. Hey wait, that’s me! She bent and picked up something from amongst the debris. “Found it,” she yelled. Then she held up a.