Peyton's Pleasure (47 page)

“
I
’
d
f
u
c
k
y
ou
with
m
y
t
on
g
ue
until
y
ou
s
c
r
e
a
m
e
d.”
H
e
st
e
pp
e
d b
ac
k
a
f
t
e
r
kissi
n
g
h
e
r
q
ui
c
k
l
y
on
the
lips.
“B
e
t
the
b
rea
d
is
rea
d
y now.”

He
c
h
ec
k
e
d
it
a
nd
pull
e
d
it
out
of
the
ov
e
n
s
e
tting it
on
the
stop n
e
x
t
to
the l
a
s
a
g
n
a
.
W
h
e
n
he
tu
r
n
e
d
to
look
a
t
h
er
,
s
h
e
c
a
u
g
ht
h
e
r b
rea
th. His
e
y
e
s w
e
r
e
still d
ar
k
a
nd b
r
oodi
n
g
.

“
Hope
y
ou
’
r
e
hu
n
g
r
y
.
I
thou
g
ht we
would
ea
t h
e
r
e
a
t the
b
ar
.
”

All
th
r
ou
g
h
dinn
er
,
R
y
k
e
r
w
a
t
c
h
e
d
h
e
r
a
s
if
m
e
mo
r
i
z
ing h
er
mov
e
m
e
nts.
His
int
e
nse
st
ar
e
un
n
er
v
e
d
h
e
r
a
t
f
i
r
st.
He
r
ef
ill
e
d
h
e
r
g
l
a
ss
o
f
wine
on
c
e
th
e
y
h
a
d
f
inish
e
d
din
n
er
.
S
h
e
t
r
i
e
d
to
h
e
lp
him
c
l
ea
r
the
dis
h
e
s, but he
w
ouldn
’
t l
e
t h
e
r
h
e
lp.

“
I
’
m
g
oing to
shove
th
e
m
into
the
dishw
a
sh
e
r
a
nd
the
l
ef
tov
e
r l
a
s
a
g
n
a into
the
f
r
idg
e
.
Go
look
ar
ound.
I
’
ll
be
f
inish
e
d
in
a
f
ew
minut
e
s.”

Pe
y
ton
sh
r
u
g
g
e
d
a
nd
w
e
nt
e
x
plo
r
in
g
.
S
he
f
ou
n
d
his
o
ff
i
c
e
a
nd w
a
lk
e
d
ar
ound,
not
tou
c
hing
a
n
y
thi
n
g
but
t
r
y
i
n
g
to
g
e
t
a
n
id
e
a
of wh
a
t
e
x
ac
t
l
y he
did.
T
h
e
r
e
w
er
e
f
old
e
r
s
lin
e
d
n
e
a
t
l
y
a
lo
n
g
one
side
of his
d
e
sk
with
n
a
m
e
s
like
W
ilson
P
r
oj
ec
t
a
nd
Hollin
g
s
P
r
osp
e
c
tus. None
of
it m
a
de
a
n
y
s
e
n
s
e
to h
er
.

B
e
sid
e
s
the l
a
ptop
sitting
on
the d
e
sk,
he h
a
d
a p
h
one
a
nd
the line of
f
old
er
s.
Nothing
e
lse
l
a
y on
his
d
e
sk,
not
e
v
e
n
a
p
e
n.
Th
e
r
e
w
e
r
e
f
our
f
iling
c
a
bin
e
ts
lining
one
w
a
ll
with
l
a
b
e
ls
st
ar
ting
with
Add
e
ll
a
nd
e
ndi
n
g
a
t
Yol
a
n
d
e
r
on
the l
a
st
d
r
a
w
e
r of
the
f
ou
r
th
f
iling
c
a
bin
e
t.
S
he
tu
r
n
e
d
ar
ound
a
nd
r
a
n into
R
y
k
er
.

“
Oh!
You s
c
a
r
e
d m
e
.”
H
e
r
h
a
nd
w
e
nt to h
e
r
th
r
o
a
t.

“
Not
mu
c
h
in
h
er
e oth
e
r th
a
n
p
a
p
er
wo
r
k.
L
e
t
’
s
g
o
b
ac
k
to
the living
r
oom
a
nd
d
a
n
ce
.
”
He
l
e
d
h
e
r
out
of
t
h
e
r
oom
a
nd
c
los
e
d
the door
b
e
hind him.

“
I
’
ve
n
e
v
e
r
s
ee
n
y
ou
d
a
n
c
e
a
t the
b
ar
,”
s
h
e
s
a
id.