I didn't think about anything, really, except that I was going to get what I wanted now, and she would give it to me with gratitude.“No,” she play...fully questioned.“No. And you should fucking know better.” I paused to gauge her reaction. I was in the clear. “Take of your shirt.”She showed no sign of objection, smile still in place, and paused only briefly before she unbuttoned her blouse, then shrugged it off her shoulders. I was already rock hard before giving the command, and I. It didn't ring any mental alarm bells that somebody was already there because he usually hooked up with a short term girlfriend at each new job. The night before, even when he popped his load he really wasn't awake enough to be making important decisions.Now it was ladies choice. If I wanted to tell the cops he'd stop at the next town and turn himself in. I could keep going to Orlando or he'd buy me a ticket home from any place I wanted to get out. The only promise he couldn't make is that it. Let’s take our clothes off and get into bed. I want to make you come. Judy can take care of herself.”Pim looked back at me. “But that’s what I mean. We can’t sleep together tonight.”I must have looked very disappointed. I guess I knew what she meant. Her best friend was staying over. Of course I would need to go home.“Oh, of course. I understand. Judy is staying over. I understand. I’ll head home soon. I’m sorry. I know you don’t want Judy to know that we sleep together.”Pim looked. Arnie heard grunts, roars, metal trays falling to the floor, and moans of ecstasy. He shuddered to think what was going on.That damn flour, he thought. I should have destroyed it when I had the chance. Now instead of just Julie back there, he had three more women who seemed to be driven insane by the donuts he'd made.Julie. He remembered that he'd locked Julie in the walk-in refrigerator. It was a cruel thing to do, but he had needed to get her away from the donuts. Now, he heard a sound that.