Then my fertile brain suggested that she might have decided to deliver her "Fuck you and the horse you rode in on" with a ten gauge shotgun, and was j...ust having trouble finding it.But I stayed there. I deserved it, after all. Then it occurred to me that she'd go to prison for killing me, even though I deserved it, and I imagined her being led into cell block H, and the catcalls of all the other prisoners, calling her "Baby" and "Sweet thing" and "Luscious" and telling her all the horrible. ”“Um...” She made him uncomfortable, standing so close. He thought he had given her a twenty, but he couldn’t be bothered with that. “No, that’s fine. I gave you what I meant to give you.”“I thought so.” Dana pushed her way in, placing a hand on Mike’s chest. She licked her lips hungrily. “You see, I have a confession to make. I like men who have money.”“No, wait, I didn’t mean anything by it,” Mike protested, backing up. He eventually ran into the clock by the stairs, causing it to chime. Dana. The scene would have been cool in a mobster movie, no doubt, but this stuff happening to me only served to annoy me. The day had been a humdrum of activity and reveals and I wasn’t handling my emotions very well. So, I did what any petulant child would do. I gave them the cold shoulder as well.That only served to earn a scoff from one of the girls and an awkward chuckle from Frank. He acted quickly to get rid of the tension in the air.“Hey guys, play nice. Why don’t you guys introduce yourself. ” she stopped and gasped softly, shocked at herself, had she really said that out loud? His chuckle as finger and thumb pinched her taut nipple said that she had. The clock on the mantle ticked slowly and her body squirmed as Mr Carter touched her, stroked her but did not fuck her. She was very excited by the time that the door opened and Mrs Carter walked in, her greying brown hair in a neat bun. Lily drew in her breath in a sharp panic and would have sprang from his lap if she’d been able,.