. with school and all, plus I've got a huge load next quarter and it helps to do some reading ahead and..." Nonsense." She interrupted."What's the wor...se that can happen? You see him and discover he's changed and you've changed and you no longer have that spark you once had. No sense in torturing yourself whether he cares or not ... just go and take your medicine like a big girl." But I'm pretty sure I still love him." She said softly with a catch in her voice."And I'm sure he no longer cares. Locked. Shit.You scramble to your hip for your handgun and nearly lose your grip, but ha, its still in your hand. You aim at the handle and fire, once, twice, sending a fresh wave of excited cheers through the monkeys above.You slam your shoulder into the broken door and barrel through just as the creature leaps at you.You curse and scramble back on your ass, watching it flail and roar and reach for you, hunger in its dark eyes - but it's stuck. It's too wide, and its body is jammed between the. Sophie jumped up and ran to the door, “Make yourself scarce” she instructed, giving me a filthy look. I slowly got up and made my way towards my room, making sure to be slow enough to catch sight of our “visitor”. To my surprise it wasn’t some spotty geek of a boyfriend but Madeline, one of Sophie’s girlfriends. Why the two of them were friends escaped me, Madeline was the total opposite to Sophie. She was far more mature and had a reputation as a slut. She had long raven black hair and a body. They left me hanging in the front room. I hung there with a tear stained face and very sore balls. Sorta like making a c***d stand in the corner and think about why they were being punished.My wife returned to the room and sat on the couch. I looked at her and she looked at me. She raised a glass of wine, in the gesture of a toast and said “Enjoy”. Then she took a sip as my key holder returned to the room.My key holder had changed her clothes and was now dressed in leather. She was looking more.