Peyton's Pleasure (132 page)

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Fr
id
a
y
e
v
e
ni
n
g
ca
me
b
e
f
o
r
e
she
w
a
s
rea
d
y
f
or
it.
Pe
y
ton
st
re
t
c
h
ed a
nd
y
a
wn
e
d,
c
ov
e
r
ing
h
e
r
mouth
with
the
b
ac
k
of
one
h
a
nd
while
reac
hi
n
g
out
with
the
o
t
h
e
r
one
to
lo
ca
te
R
y
k
er
.
His
side
of
the
b
e
d w
a
s
e
mp
t
y
a
nd
c
old.
How
long
h
a
d
he
b
ee
n
up,
she
wond
ere
d?
S
he
c
h
ec
k
e
d
the
c
lo
c
k
a
nd
a
lmost
c
u
r
s
e
d.
I
t
w
a
s
a
l
rea
d
y
f
o
u
r
in
the
af
t
er
noon.
S
he
n
ee
d
e
d
to
g
e
t
a
move
on
in
o
r
d
e
r
to
be
rea
d
y
to
g
o
in to wo
r
k th
a
t ni
g
ht.

A
f
t
e
r
r
olli
n
g out
of
b
e
d,
Pe
y
ton
pull
e
d
on
R
y
k
e
r’
s
dis
car
d
e
d
T- shi
r
t
a
nd p
a
dd
e
d into the
living
r
oom to
f
ind him. He
w
a
s
n
’
t th
ere
, n
o
r w
a
s
he
in
the
kit
c
h
e
n.
Th
a
t
l
ef
t
the
o
ff
i
ce
.
S
he
w
a
s
just
a
bout
to kno
c
k on
the door
w
h
e
n
she
h
e
ar
d
his
voi
c
e
ra
is
e
d
in
a
n
g
e
r
.
S
he stopp
e
d
a
nd
c
onsid
ere
d
t
a
ki
n
g
a
sh
o
w
e
r
f
i
r
st.
H
e
w
a
s
obvious
l
y h
a
vi
n
g
a
little t
r
ouble
d
ea
li
n
g with
his
busin
e
ss.
His
n
e
x
t
wo
r
ds
spu
rre
d
h
e
r
b
ac
k tow
ar
d the
b
e
d
r
oom.

“
I
’
ve
a
l
r
e
a
d
y
told
y
ou to
stop
ca
lling
m
e
.”

Pe
y
ton
d
r
e
w
in
a d
e
e
p
b
rea
th
a
nd
h
ea
d
e
d
to
the
b
a
th
r
oom
a
nd
a ni
ce
,
hot
show
er
.
S
he di
d
n
’
t
n
ee
d
to
h
ea
r
a
n
y
m
o
r
e
.
I
t
w
a
s
no
n
e of h
e
r busin
e
ss.

N
ear
l
y
a
n
hour
l
a
t
e
r
,
she
w
a
s
d
re
ss
e
d
a
nd
r
ea
d
y
to
w
a
lk
out
the door
to
h
ea
d
to
wo
r
k.
I
t
w
a
s
a
bit
ear
l
y
,
but
s
h
e
h
a
dn
’
t
sp
e
nt
mu
c
h time
t
a
lking with
the
ot
h
e
r
g
i
r
ls
sin
c
e
sh
e’
d
b
e
e
n
d
a
ting
R
y
k
er
.
I
t wouldn
’
t
hu
r
t.
S
he pi
c
k
e
d
up
h
e
r
pu
r
se
a
nd
d
u
g
ar
ound
f
o
r h
e
r k
e
y
s.
R
y
k
e
r
m
e
t h
e
r
c
omi
n
g
o
u
t of
the
b
e
d
r
oom.

“
H
e
y
!
I didn
’
t
know
y
o
u
w
er
e
e
v
e
n
up.
You
look
like
y
ou
ar
e t
r
y
i
n
g to
sn
ea
k
out
of
h
er
e
without
s
a
y
i
n
g
b
y
e
,”
he
acc
u
s
e
d
with
a smil
e
.

S
he
r
e
ac
h
e
d
up
a
nd
kiss
e
d
him
on
the lips
t
h
e
n
p
i
n
c
h
e
d
his
c
h
e
e
k.
“
I
w
a
s
c
omi
n
g to
t
e
ll
y
ou
b
y
e
.
You
’
v
e
b
ee
n
bu
s
y wo
r
king
a
nd
I
didn
’
t w
a
nt to distu
r
b
y
ou until I
w
a
s
r
ea
d
y
to
g
o.”