Michelle grabbed a hand towel and pressed it against herself. Slowly she started to crawl out of the bathroom.“Shit,” said Keith “Cunt's bleedin... all over my carpet. He went to her quickly and pushed Michelle back into the bathroom. “Damn. Get some paper towel out of the kitchen”Keith took the paper towel off Bill, tossed the hand towel Michelle had used into the bathtub and started to clean her up. “Stick some in her arse that'll stop the bleeding" Keith nodded, finished wiping inside her. It was a request for a guitar teacher. It simply said, "I want to learn a love song on the guitar so I can hear my children sing," and a phone number. I could play the 6 string and I was a music student, so I took the card. I called the number that night and made an appointment to meet with them. An appointment secretary made the arrangements...Following the directions I was given, I soon found myself in a very upscale neighborhood. It reeked of "old" money. I pulled my beat up old VW in front. Hanna was asleep next to me and had obviously managed to get in from work and climb into bed without disturbing me in my comatose, exhausted state. She looked beautiful and peaceful, her pale smooth skin glistening slightly in the sunlight. It was way too early to wake her after her night shift, so I got out of bed, closed the curtains properly and left her to sleep. I padded down to the kitchen to make some coffee and contemplate what to do with the day.As the coffee was brewing, I reminisced. I need to do some things, and I really like you. It will take several hours but I make it worth your while”. I said “Sunday morning is good and just being with you is worth my while”She said ”Thank you” and arranged for me to come at 9.00 AM and spend several hours there. She wrote down her name “Tara”, her address and phone number, gave me the paper; and had me give her my phone number. “Mich” she said “call me Tara”. Then we said goodbye and she drove away.I was wondering if Tara noticed that.
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