Eventually as the bar became a hive of activity I suggested we moved on somewhere less busy. He looked a little embarrassed, had I misjudged him, was ...he about to make his excuses and leave? After a moments hesitation I placed my hand lightly on his on the bar top, and smiled.Barely able to look me in the eye he said, “I have a room” We began to head towards the lifts, I felt his hand rest lightly on the curve of my spine as he ushered me past the groups of people blocking our way. I heard one. I open my eyes, and find them now hard and red, pointing slightly upwards towards the wooden roof of the stables, as he plays with his teenage victim. “Why don’t you carry on, like you were before Sarah,” he says quietly, still playing with my breast, obviously aware of my arousal. “Please don’t make me, Mr. Bailey.” My eyes are full of tears, as I realize how hopeless my situation is. “Sarah, I would never make you. You know that. But I just hope I don’t have to explain things to your. Climbing into the shower, she turned the knobs but no water came from the tap. The pipes banged and shuddered but she heard only a rush of air. Screwing the knobs closed, Harriet wrapped herself in a towel and retreated to the bedroom.Throwing on a housecoat, she yelled down the stairs, "Millie. Millie is there any water in the kitchen?" Yes, Ma'am. Mistah RJ told me he couldn't git any in the sink and I didn't know you was still at home so I's already called the plumber. He said he'd be right. She couldnt get him out of her head. Though she would never tell her friends, she had been thinking about him since the minute they met. Will she thought to herself, Im in love with Will… As the girls giggled and gossiped, Will sat down to dinner with his mom, who had just got back from Reno. Wills mother was similar in appearance to her son. She had black hair, a tan, and was quite attractive, especially for a mother and a teacher in her forties. Will and his mom were close, and the two had.