Betty had disappeared back to the garage.“Danny wants you to come over,” I told Bob. “Danny said to tell you to look for her in the shower.”Bo... quickly disappeared out the front door of his house, leaving me alone with Betty. Betty stepped back into the kitchen with a bag in each hand.“Where’s Bob?” Danny asked.“He got an emergency call and said to tell you he’d be back in a few hours,” I said.Betty sat the grocery bags on the counter.“I’ll close the garage door on my way out,” I. I could still, in my mind's eye, feel the warmth and wetness of her, beneath her skirt, gripping my finger. And it was driving me to distraction. It was one morning, while I was in one of the back rooms sorting through prayer mats, when she turned up again. The old heavy wooden door opened and there she was, in a flowery summer skirt and matching chemise, curves bulging, unhidden by her flowing garments. I noticed she was wearing larger earrings than before. Her lips were redder, more lurid. More

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