I lay there for a short while, gathering my thoughts, but I was curious to what might be happening downstairs. I pulled on a pair of boxers, and quietly edged my way to the lounge door. I stood there listening, I could hear the girls, and some male voices. I was shocked that Jenna may have brought guys to our home especially in front of her friends. I was starting to think that I had bitten off more than I could chew. And starting to have some doubts over my new lifestyle choices. But, I was still intrigued to what was happening in that lounge. I had a sudden flash of a plan. I knew, that when the lights were on in the lounge, you couldn’t see out onto the patio, so long as the security light did not come on. Silently I moved to where the fuse box was and switched off the security light. I slipped out through the kitchen door, and onto the patio, quietly I made my way to the edge of the patio doors. The first thing I saw was Sarah, drunkenly deep throating a guy who was sat in one. When they dropped it into the sink with a crash, each picked up pieces and licked off whatever was there.Mickey, already hungering for more, was headed towards his old haven, the donut shop, when he reluctantly had to stop for a light. He was considering hitting his siren when a sporty car rolled through the intersection a tad higher than the speed limit. Mickey could give a shit if the car was speeding; its driver was Kari West.He swung behind the red hybrid in a heartbeat and flashed his lights. The car slowed immediately and rolled to a stop. As he got out and slowly made his way towards the car, Kari opened the door and extended a toned cheerleader leg out onto the pavement – she was in uniform!“I hoped that was you,” she said with a wide grin.“You realize that I’m going to have to write you up,” he said, deadly serious.“Are you sure you can’t cuff me and haul me away?” she asked in an innocent voice.“I think that it’s up to you,” he growled. “Up against the car, feet back and.
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