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her pants and impaled her with his cock. His hand brushed against her clit as he fitted it inside her.
                  I better stop this, or I’ll end up in bed with my vibrator all day. And there was work to do. She intended to get posters of Holly printed up and distributed.
                  “No news yet about Holly?” asked Evelyn from across the hall. A tiny, bird-like woman, with beetle brows, she was a notorious gossip.
                  “I’m afraid not.” Phaedra was anxious to keep the exchange as brief as possible. My gawd, she thought with a shudder, what if she looked out her spyhole yesterday and saw Curtis carrying me down the hall? Yet a sharp thrill shot through her recalling how she had clung to him throbbing and wet with longing. And how he had satisfied her, up against the wall, beyond her wildest expectations.
                  “Did you know that Holly was friendly with that fellow who runs the bookstore?”
                  “…Er no, I didn’t.” She had been so caught up in her own hot thoughts that it took a moment for what Evelyn was saying to register.”
                  “She spent a lot of time in there. It could be that he might know more than he’s letting on.” She leaned forward in the age-old gesture of the conspirator and added cryptically. “He’s visited her here a couple of times too.”
                  Alan Thorpe had overly large feet and hands. He looked anemic.“Of course, I know Holly,” he answered congenially. “She’s an avid bookworm.”
                  It was a small cluttered store with used books piled high in bins and a layer of dust over everything.
                  “Have you any idea at all where she might have gone?” Phaedra never took her eyes off his face.
                  But if Alan had any deep dark secrets regarding her sister, he in no way showed it.
    “None at all, I’m afraid. I just wish I could be of more help.”
                  “I was told that you visited Holly…you know, at her apartment.”
                  Alan laughed. “So that old biddy across the hall’s been nattering again.” Then on a more sober note explained the reason for the visits. “Holly ordered a number of titles, and I would drop them off when they came in.”
                  As Phaedra left, he assured her there was nothing going on between himself and Holly. “We were just friends,” he said. “Who shared a common interest.”              
                  It wasn’t until she was some way from the book shop that the relevance of how Alan had phrased the final disclaimer hit her. He had spoken of Holly in the past tense.
    We “were” just friends, rather than we “are.”
    “It could just have been a manner of speech,” suggested Curtis.“What did you think of him otherwise?”
    “Well I didn’t get any bad vibes from him. He seems like a normal and quite decent sort. And you’re right; it probably means nothing at all. She realized how paranoid she had become. She was beginning to suspect everyone.
    “Even so, I’ll check him out, if it’ll make you feel any better.”
    She found it impossible to talk to Curtis for any length of time, and keep her raging libido at bay. “You’d make me feel even better,” she murmured seductively.
    “How about later tonight?” His voice grew husky with desire.
    * * * *
    What must he think of me? Phaedra relaxed in a steaming bubble bath. I threw myself at him like a shag hag. Yet, it had seemed so natural and necessary at the time. There was no doubt she would do the same thing again. She had no regrets.
                  Curtis answered her unspoken question without realizing he had done so. He brought her a teddy bear dressed in a Mountie’s uniform. “He’s our mascot. I wanted to give him to you as a small token