Peyton's Pleasure (137 page)
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a
p
t
er
Se
v
en
t
ee
n
R
y
k
e
r
r
a
n
af
t
e
r
h
e
r
ca
r
f
or
a
s
fa
r
a
s
he
c
ould
th
e
n
stopp
e
d
a
nd b
race
d his h
a
nds on his kn
ee
s in
a
n
eff
o
r
t to
ca
t
c
h his b
rea
th.
F
u
c
k! Ev
e
r
y
thing
h
a
d
g
one to
h
e
ll
the minute
h
e’
d
a
n
s
w
ere
d
the do
o
r
.
O
n
c
e he
c
ould
b
r
e
a
the
a
g
a
in,
R
y
k
e
r tu
r
n
e
d
a
r
ound
a
n
d
jog
g
e
d
b
ac
k
to
the
c
ondo.
S
h
ar
on w
a
s still st
a
nding
in the
middle
of
t
he
living
r
oom.
“
G
e
t
y
our
shit
a
nd
g
e
t
out.
Now
!
”
H
e point
e
d
tow
ar
d
the
f
r
ont doo
r
.
“
R
y
k
e
r
.
W
e
b
e
long
t
o
g
e
th
er
.
W
ho w
a
s th
a
t b
a
r
m
a
id
a
nd w
h
y would she
h
a
ve
a
k
e
y
to
y
o
ur
c
ondo
?
”
S
h
ar
on
g
lid
e
d tow
ar
d him.
He
s
w
a
llow
e
d
h
ar
d
ar
o
u
nd
the
knot
in
his
th
r
o
a
t.
He
h
a
d
n
e
v
e
r
hit a wom
a
n
b
ef
o
r
e in
his
l
i
f
e outside of b
e
d
r
oom
pl
a
y
,
but
he w
a
nt
e
d
to sl
a
p
S
h
ar
on so b
a
d
l
y
he
h
a
d to t
a
ke
a
st
e
p
b
ac
k.
“
I
’
m
not
kiddi
n
g
,
S
h
a
r
o
n.”
He
d
r
e
w
in
a
d
e
e
p
b
rea
th
to
ca
lm down
e
no
u
g
h to d
ea
l wi
t
h h
er
.
S
he
took
a
noth
e
r
st
e
p
tow
ar
d
him
a
nd
h
e
ld
out
h
e
r
ar
ms.
R
y
k
e
r
sid
e
st
e
pp
e
d
h
e
r
a
nd
g
ra
b
b
e
d
one
ar
m,
twisting it
b
e
hind
h
e
r
b
ac
k.
He shov
e
d h
e
r
a
t the
do
o
r
a
n
d th
e
n outside
tow
ar
d h
e
r
car
.
“
G
e
t
out
of
h
ere
.
Go
h
o
me
a
nd
don
’
t
e
v
e
r
c
ome
h
er
e
or
c
ont
ac
t
me
a
g
a
in,
o
r
I
will h
a
ve
y
ou
a
rre
s
t
e
d
f
o
r
st
a
l
kin
g
.
I
’
m
g
e
tti
n
g
a
re
st
ra
ini
n
g o
r
d
e
r
a
g
a
inst
y
o
u
f
i
r
st
thi
n
g Mond
a
y mo
r
nin
g
,”
R
y
k
e
r
s
a
id b
e
tw
ee
n
c
lin
c
h
e
d t
ee
th.
S
he
j
er
k
e
d
h
e
r
ar
m
out
of
his
h
a
nd
a
nd
s
crea
m
e
d
a
t
him.
W
h
e
n th
a
t didn
’
t do
a
n
y
good,
she
b
r
oke
down into
f
a
ke
t
ear
s.
R
y
k
e
r
o
p
e
n
ed
h
e
r
c
a
r
door
a
nd sho
v
e
d
h
e
r
inside
b
e
hind the
w
h
ee
l.
“
G
e
t
out
of
h
ere
,
now,
S
h
ar
on.
You
’
r
e
lu
c
k
y
a
s
h
e
ll
I
’
m
not
one
to hit
wom
e
n
b
eca
use
r
i
g
ht
now
I
’
d
like
nothing mo
r
e
th
a
n
to
sl
a
p
y
o
u s
e
ns
e
l
e
ss.”
S
he n
arr
o
w
e
d
h
e
r
e
y
e
s
a
t
him
a
nd
st
a
r
t
e
d
the
c
a
r
.
S
he j
a
mm
e
d
it into
re
v
er
se
a
nd
p
e
e
l
e
d
out
of the lot.
He w
a
s
su
r
e he h
a
dn
’
t
h
ear
d
the l
a
st
of
h
e
r
y
e
t.
He
w
o
uld
be
g
e
tting th
a
t
re
s
t
ra
ining o
r
d
e
r
c
ome Mond
a
y mo
r
ni
n
g
.
S
h
e’
d
s
cre
w
e
d
up
the
b
e
st
thi
n
g
h
e’
d
e
v
e
r
h
a
d.
He w
a
sn
’
t
a
bout to
f
o
r
g
e
t it.
Now he
h
a
d
to
f
i
g
u
r
e out
how to
g
e
t
P
e
y
ton
b
ac
k.
He should
h
a
ve told
Pe
y
ton
a
bout
S
h
ar
o
n
to
b
e
g
in
with.
He
n
e
v
e
r
should
h
a
ve
k
e
pt the
e
nti
r
e situ
a
tion
a
s
ecre
t.
S
he
w
a
s
bound
to
h
a
ve
f
ound
out
e
v
e
ntu
a
l
l
y
,
a
n
y
w
a
y
.
He
t
hou
g
ht
he
c
ould
k
ee
p
it
in
the
p
a
st.
W
e
ll, the p
a
st
h
a
d
c
ome to
bite h
i
m
on
the
a
ss.
Now
h
e h
a
d
to
f
i
g
u
r
e out
how
to
e
x
pl
a
in
it
a
ll
to
Pe
y
ton
a
nd
p
r
omise
th
a
t
th
er
e
w
a
s
nothing
g
oi
n
g on b
e
tw
ee
n
th
e
m.
H
e h
a
d
t
o
m
a
ke
h
e
r
b
e
li
e
ve
th
a
t
he
h
a
d
no
f
e
e
lin
g
s tow
ar
d
the oth
e
r wo
m
a
n
oth
e
r th
a
n
dis
g
ust.
F
i
r
st,
he h
a
d
to
f
ind
h
er
, thou
g
h.
R
y
k
e
r
g
ra
b
b
e
d his
h
e
l
m
e
t
a
nd pull
e
d out
the
bik
e
.
I
t
would m
a
n
e
uv
e
r
e
a
si
e
r th
a
n
the t
r
u
c
k.
He
r
ode tow
ar
d
h
e
r
a
p
ar
tm
e
nt,
not
rea
l
l
y
e
x
p
ec
ti
n
g
to
f
ind
h
e
r
th
e
r
e
.
S
u
r
e
e
no
u
g
h,
the
p
ar
ki
n
g
lot
w
a
s
e
mp
t
y
.
N
e
x
t,
he
t
r
i
e
d
T
he
S
a
loon.
I
t
w
a
s
d
a
r
k
a
nd
the
on
l
y v
e
hi
c
l
e
s p
ar
k
e
d
in
the
fr
ont
lot
w
e
r
e
dus
t
y old
t
r
u
c
ks
whose
o
wn
er
s
h
a
d p
r
ob
a
b
l
y
h
a
d one
too m
a
n
y
to d
r
ive
th
e
m hom
e
.
N
e
x
t,
he
d
r
ove
to
G
ra
d
y
’
s
hous
e
.
T
h
e
pl
ac
e
w
a
s
d
ar
k
a
nd
th
er
e w
a
s
no
si
g
n
of
P
e
y
to
n
’
s
ca
r
in
the
d
r
ive
o
r
a
n
y
w
h
er
e
on
the
st
ree
t.
He s
a
t
th
er
e
c
ont
e
mpl
a
ti
n
g
w
a
king
G
ra
d
y up
a
nd
t
e
lling
him
wh
a
t
h
a
d h
a
pp
e
n
e
d, but d
e
c
id
e
d
a
g
a
inst it. This w
a
s b
e
tw
e
e
n him
a
nd
Pe
y
ton.