Bill Lorde propped on his elbows, grinding away at his wife’s insides. Amanda Lorde lay underneath, wincing and whispering, ‘I love you’ in between kisses and her approaching climax. “Oh God… Oh God,” Bill strained as he nestled his head next to Amanda’s and their sweaty bodies reached a simultaneous peak of release. When the deed was done, he rolled off and they lay panting; turning their faces to each other and sharing...

“I asked you a question, motherfucker.” Bill remained mute. “Nothing to say?” Still no response. Attempt number one to step past her failed as she blocked him on the left. Attempt number two fared no better as she blocked him on the right. “Don’t wanna say anything?” She folded her arms and squinted. “Alright, let’s see what mom thinks of this.” “Frankie, wait. Frankie, please.” Bill pushed out his palms and squatted to h...

“Give Scott my gamer tag.” Frankie lay prone while playing her new gaming console, and swept the carpet in a scissors motion with her legs. All that covered her was a snug white tee that was barely a few inches past her bum. Whenever her legs came together, the tee fell into her crack, highlighting two freshly baked buns ready for a proper stuffing. “What is that again?” Bill went to sit on his favourite couch to watch he...

Normally, Bill wouldn’t mind the peace and quiet of the drive home, but the stagnancy was overwhelming. Dreary classical music whispered over the radio set and Frankie remained slumped, only looking down or through the window. When he asked about Dante again, still no response was offered, so he played along and allowed the silence to hang. After they parked and entered the house, only when the door closed did Frankie spe...

Friday night, and the line outside of the club rivalled the river Nile. No issue for Frankie as she approached the bouncer, whispered in his ear and he cut her in ahead of everyone else. “She promised to blow him or something?” Bill drove around to the parking lot in the back with the hopes of catching some shut-eye. It was the least he could do while Frankie played Avon sales lady on the inside. Many young women in the l...

Day five was here, but three pounds of unsold product remained. Since the incidents in Mark’s apartment and after, barely any conversation occurred between step-daughter and step-father. Enough to indicate she needed to make drop-offs or to nightclubs for networking purposes, but that was it. Otherwise, Frankie’s frustrations with online gaming or Bill berating television and movie protagonists were the only words spoken....

Scott’s mouth opened and twitched without a single sound. His confused leers between his co-worker and recent lover in said co-worker’s jeep left him unaware of where to even start. “What… what the hell’s going on here?” Scott asked. “Son,” Bill started, “you’ve gotta stay calm.” “What’s happening?” “Listen, you don’t want to alert your little lady inside, alright.” “Bill?” “Tell her you’ve gotta step out real quick and h...

A middle-aged occupant, a petite blonde, and a greasy criminal stood in a living room after midnight. It could have been mistaken as the set-up for a bad joke, but the unfamiliar territory did not amuse Bill in the slightest. “Dante, why are you here?” Frankie asked. “I heard you the first time, sweetheart.” Dante advanced to her. “You got my fucking money?” “Hey.” Bill clapped and whistled, causing Dante to glower at him...

The motel where Scott and Frankie had their initial rendezvous was the choice made for sleeping arrangements that night. Per the recommendation of Bill’s friend, they slept out while he performed clean-up duties. “Amanda’s coming home tomorrow. You sure you’ll get everything cleaned up?” Bill asked him. “You mean later today, right? And yes, I’ve got you covered.” Over and over, that conversation replayed in his mind and...

Since Amanda’s return a few days earlier, Frankie and Bill seldom spoke to one another. Most of the time, she wasn’t home, and specifics were never given about where she was going or where she went upon her nightly returns. Earlier that morning, Frankie’s male friends from the group encounter Bill witnessed picked her up. Hugs and kisses on the cheek greeted Amanda, but only a perfunctory hand raise to Bill. That moment w...

The bar sign’s neon lighting appeared blurry as Frankie remained Bill’s solitary focus. After arriving at a thirty-minute destination in twenty, his entire body vibrated, and his skin rippled with goosebumps. Was the drive really the cause of this, or was it Frankie’s words before her phone clicked out? “Scott and I are at a bar, and he’s acting all crazy. He’s not letting me leave. Please hurry over here.” What did Scott...

On their way to the abandoned cabin, a stop was made for Plan B in which Bill quipped to her, “You really should just use birth control and be done with it.” In response, he received a scoff, and the subject being ignored when she returned. Conversation was not a part of the trip onwards as the plan was pretty straightforward: Enter abandoned cabin; Open trap-door; Take whatever’s there and leave. The tool-kit in the back...

Telling her mother she was meeting a guy for coffee wasn’t untrue in the least. Said guy knowing there was a meeting on the other hand? Different story. Telling his wife he was giving Frankie a ride to meet this guy and then go off to spend some time alone? Not fully a lie. Unfortunately, that also meant it wasn’t one hundred percent true. On their way to the coffee shop, they recited the plan again and again. Wracked ner...

Melissa proved useful to Frankie once again as she helped her to locate and identify the two girls she had seen meeting Dante at the abandoned cabin. One attended Melissa’s college, while the other lived on her own with a young son. Upon meeting them, she discovered Dante’s highest rate offered was ten percent, so she lied and said hers was too – no need to brag that it was more. When she gave them a million apiece, they...