Peter got out and grabbed a basket of balls he had collected on the course during that day. He asked me if I’d like to come in and I looked around a...nd asked, “in where?” He pointed to the garage and told me he stored balls in there and that his apartment was upstairs and asked if I’d like to see it. I was curious and said yes.We climbed about 10 steps to get inside. It was a one room apartment that served as living room, bedroom and kitchen. It was neatly kept, bright, with windows on all. She locked the door. I did not know what was going on. When I started protesting, she slapped me and shouted at me to lie on the bed. She was wearing a Pink saree. She asked me to remove her saree without questioning anything. Being scared of her slap I removed her saree immediately. She untied her hair and started kissing me. We got intimate and slowly removed all our clothes. Her daughter was watching us closely. Tania was a 18 year old girl. She was studying arts. She was very fashionable.. She sat on the edge of the bed still wearing her little blue sundress from the night before. Her hair was pulled into a ponytail and her make up was mostly gone except her dark eye shadow. She just sat there grinning a minute, then she asked if I wanted to know what I missed out on, so I asked how her night was. “It was interesting,” she said and met my stare. “Oh, yeah,” I chuckled innocently, “let me guess, Jori hit on you?” “Well of course, but that wasn’t it,” Ivy said rubbing my leg. "The two sat in silence for a good ten minutes, both staring toward the window, but registering little of what they were seeing. Jeff fought with his anger, eventually forcing a calm about his mind, his breathing slowing as he tried to reason out their problem.Whitworth's mind bounced from one thing to another, always coming back to the memory of Jeff's eyes. That's the same thing he did to me in my office. If I push too hard — something happens. Something I can't control. Something I don't.