My big problem came after that night.It turned out Marika still had a boyfriend called Jay. Marika had found out that Jay had been screwing another gi...rl and had decided to fuck me to get even with Jay. She had then dumped Jay the next day and told him she had a new bloke who was a far better lover than he was.Jay, however, was of the opinion that Marika was his, even if he did play around. With the population having two women to every bloke, Jay believed he was allowed to have several. It angered him. He didn’t know why but he felt angry when she did that. Without a word, he pulled away from her and exited. He knew he had surprised her but he was exasperated. He wanted to touch her so much that he ached. He reached the second floor and entered their bedroom. He put on his silk robe and climbed the bed. As he pulled up the coverlet, he wondered, was he doing the right thing? Was he right to do this to her? He waited for her to come, but silence reined the house. When he. And, being the new guy, I was the one for the task. So that was what I did for the first two weeks. I carried all the heavy stuff to the upper floors, ten to twelve hours per day, six days a week. If I was lucky, I was allowed to use the winch; but, as it was in the opposite corner, it was not always faster or easier than carrying the stuff. If I had not acclimated to the climate during those first two weeks, before I started working, I probably would not have made it.After the first two weeks. A growl escapes from my throat. "Good to see you again Damien." The mystery man laughs. "James." I growl. "What the hell are you doing?" James is a Hunter like me, although sometimes unethical but doesn't normally cause too much trouble, which is why I generally leave him alone."I thought I'd stop to see an old friend." He says clapping his hands together. "And here you are, running right to me, like a lamb...to slaughter." "What are you talking about James?" I ask at his cryptic message."I've.