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before too much time had passed, I was sure. Either I’d obsess over the incident, or I wouldn’t. I’d know before the end of the week, surely. One thing was certain. It was something I’d never tell anyone, not even my best friend. Certainly not my family. God, I could just imagine their reaction.
    I gave a passing thought to the possibility that I’d see him again when I was actually with my family, and he’d say something to spill my secret. But no, that was extremely unlikely.
    The second might take longer to resolve. I didn’t have a boyfriend now, and the likelihood I’d get one soon was pretty small. I didn’t want to start a relationship in my home town since I’d be moving away. A new job, getting an apartment and maybe a roommate, and settling into both job and apartment would occupy my time for the next few weeks or months. I was about to enter a long dry spell for sex, no pun intended. So maybe obsessing over last night’s adventure wasn’t such a bad idea after all.
    After an hour or so of chasing these thoughts around and around in my mind, I decided the best thing for the moment would be a nice hot shower. I stripped and went to the bathroom counter to comb my hair before shampooing it and stopped in shock.
    My nipples were purple! Not a pretty, pink-tinged purple like the streak in Sissy’s hair. A brown, stippled purple that looked like – it was! Hickeys. On both nipples. Immediately, they formed hard points and wetness pooled at my core. Jake had given me a hickey directly on each nipple. I’d be marked for a week or more before they faded.
    I touched them with both hands, and before I knew it, I was pinching and rolling them between my fingers. It hurt. Hell, yes, it hurt. They were bruised from the love-bites. But at the same time, the sensitivity sent signals straight to my pussy. I stepped into the shower and soaped both breasts, taking time to savor the sensations, before finally reaching between my legs to give myself the relief I craved.
    I had my answer for now. Until the bruises faded, I’d relive my time with Jake every time I looked at my breasts in the mirror. I had a feeling that would be more often than usual for the next week or so. I closed my eyes as my climax approached, and visualized scenes from last night. Jake’s cock disappearing into my mouth, his lips on my breasts, and the last thing I remembered, being rammed over and over by that gorgeous, delicious, enormous cock! What I wouldn’t give to do it all again!
    What if I didn’t go home with my parents after all? What if I followed Jake back to wherever he and his club were from? How could I make that happen?

Nine
    Zach
    T here weren’t many hours of darkness left when I got back to my motel room. I stripped down to my skivvies and got in bed, but the girl’s scent on the pillow kept me from sleeping. I tossed and turned, wondering if Jake was done with her, and if it would be safe for me to move in. Asking him was likely to trigger some possessive streak, so that was out.
    When I finally fell asleep, it was with the uneasy knowledge we had church at nine, as usual. The fact it would be around a table at a restaurant didn’t change the drill. As a prospect, I couldn’t afford to be late, and there’d be no excuse for missing it. So I set the alarm on the cheap radio and hoped it worked.
    When I woke up to the god-awful blast of static, I was still thinking about Jake and the girl, and how I could find out what his intentions were. And I had to stop it. I was supposed to keep my eyes open for likely marks today, and if I found one, I’d be gone for at least two days. But I wanted to hear more from the main club, not trusting Pug or any of Jake’s crew that much, now I knew the score. They were just as much on probation as I was. Only difference was that every one of them was the son of an original Devils member.
    Five minutes before the deadline, Doc and I pulled up in the van and took our seats at the long