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spirits take a small nosedive and then perked up to the conversation.
    "Renee. Oh my God. Did you survive the boss from hell last night? You didn't break the code, did you? Tell me you didn't. " Jenny waited in anticipation. One could never tell with Renee. She preached one thing, and then usually practiced another.
    "No. I'm still clean. The wives of America have no reason to hate me. But I swear Jen, the more I pulled back, the more he pushed. I really need to talk to you about it. But it's going to have to wait.
    Have you heard from Amy? I'm really worried. I know she's still alive and in one piece, but that's about it. She was very evasive in our thirty-second conversation. And it sounded like what she said to me was rehearsed, you know? " There was real worry in Renee's tone and Jenny tried not to get alarmed by what she was hearing.
    "Okay. What do you need me to do? " Her voice was edged with concern.
    "Nothing right now. I'll start making some phone calls and let you know what's going on. Did you find your way home last night? " Jenny was relieved by the teasing in her friend's voice. She couldn't be that worried about Amy if she could tease her about getting lost. But now was not the time to tell Renee what had happened. She still wanted to savor the clandestine quality of the experience for a while.
    "Yep, I did. No big deal. Sorry about that. Again. "
    "No problem. Talk to you later, Jen. "
    After she ended the call, Jenny padded into the kitchen to make coffee and think. She grinned to herself. She was going to get laid tonight! The thought was amazingly exciting and thoroughly terrifying at the same time. And, holy crap, she only had eight hours to get ready. She downed her coffee and ran to her bedroom to throw on some clothes. She was going shopping!
    At five minutes before five o'clock, Jenny heard a car pull up. She hadn't received a phone call or a text from him and was kind of apprehensive that he wouldn't show. Not so. Her veins heated with need as she moved the curtain aside to get a peek. He was in a big, black shiny Chrysler 300. Oh great. The epitome of the American mobster car. She steeled her nerves and went to the door.
    The door pulled open and Richard saw Jenny standing there. Holy Shit. Crap. He knew at once that he was in trouble. Last night she had been dressed for a restaurant meal with her friends. And that had excited the shit out of him. Tonight she was dressed for the man who had made her cream her panties the night before. Mother fucker. He was going to have a Goddamn heart attack. Her hair was long and flowing down her back in loose curls. She had some kind of make-up stuff on her face that seemed to glimmer. She was wearing a low-rise skirt that flared around her upper thighs and barely covered her sweet little ass. A clinging peach-covered cami molded low over her chest and didn't cover the top of her fine little tits in a lacy-green bra. Those tits were pushed up high and begging for his mouth. He let his eyes follow her perfect, smooth legs to where she teetered on impossibly high gold platform sandals. Her toes were painted hot pink and matched her fingernails as she stood back and let him look his fill.
    Fuck. He felt his tension escalate and need pulsed through his system. The slow seduction was obviously not going to happen tonight. His plans of a long, hunger-filled game of cat and mouse would have to wait. He pushed the door farther open and walked in.
    Jenny stepped back as Richard crowded her space. He glanced away from her face. He looked around the room. "Nice place. "
    "Thanks. " She continued her retreat as he advanced on her farther. She stopped when her back hit the wall. She stared at him in fascination as he lifted her hand to his mouth. He held it tightly and turned it over and put his lips gently on her palm. Her heartbeat went into overdrive. He looked into her eyes. He picked up her other hand and pulled her arms out to her sides. He looked her up and down.
    "Nice.