By the time I got up to the room I had made up my mind that I was not going to go back to the party so I undressed and went to bed.I don't know how lo...ng I was there before I heard the room door open, but it did seem like it was a little soon for my husband to be coming up. He was usually the last one to leave and those parties sometimes went until the early hours of the morning. I thought that maybe he was just coming up to check on me until I heard him undressing. He climbed into bed and soon. "I could sense a 'but' coming."What about Brenda?" I asked again."Well ... I'm afraid that she didn't lie about that, Sean. Brenda has married Aiden and there is a son. John, I believe they have called him."The hope that I had rejoiced at, the hope that I had nurtured so carefully and that had spurred me on to make my escape from the dungeon, was suddenly and cruelly extinguished.It is hard to describe the pain I felt at that moment. Somehow I had convinced myself that Hassan had been lying. She was taunting him, reveling in the darkness of knowing that her silhouette accentuated the positive features he so longingly wanted to touch. She could see the taunting was getting to him also. Taunting him with her sexual venom, what little she could see of him laying on the bed, she could see that one part of him come to life. It was the part of him that would unleash the sexual venom from between her legs. A venom so powerful, she didn’t want to keep it all to herself. She was ready to. ”Looking up, she saw John Jensen staring at her boobs. Leaning over as she was, he got quite an eyeful.John was a former student. He had been in one of her remedial reading classes when he was a senior. He always was a little shit, but she wasn’t going to dignify his comment. Instead, she stood and gave him a dirty look and went inside.“That little bastard...”“Who’s a little bastard, Mom?” Lisa hadn’t realized her son was in the room.She looked at him and smiled, “You never mind. You want to.