“I guess so,” she said, the last of her affected boldness evaporating to reveal the scared girl beneath.“Good.” He pushed her back from him to...pass an appraising stare over her body. “Then let’s get those fucking tights off.”He didn’t wait for her to respond—a man of action, this Bond-esque Englishman. While she simply stood there, he yanked up her dress, seized hold of her tights’ already sundered strands and tore apart, shredding the garment completely. Brooke stared and squealed, hands. Taylor was a decent cook though her skills were limited by her lack of experience. When we finished, I taped a sign to the door. I called Bert who was with Ed. We put both phones on speaker and I introduced Taylor. They greeted her politely and were sympathetic about her losing her family. Neither she nor I mentioned her family situation. We hung up so both groups of us could get on with our day.We drove around Dalton a bit flashing the lights and honking the horn before getting on I-75. There. More

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