I do not sleep well at all through the night. My mind is too full of the possibilities of what might happen. To be honest I am expecting the worst but praying for a miracle.Since I can’t sleep, I finally move to the couch and turn on the television. I tune into the local news channel and things go from bad to worse. I thought it was simply a local story that would pass quickly but I thought wrong.I suppose there’s some young ‘wannabe great reporter’ at the station who’s decided that this story might just be their ticket to something bigger. They have dug up more information about the wedding and, more importantly, my business. I listen as the latest news about the story is broadcast and feel sick. If only it was morning sickness, it would surely be better than this.The reporter is a young woman, blond and pretty with a captivating smile who seems only too happy to be telling the world about me and my business.“&

I can’t stop thinking about her. Seeing her this morning as I was leaving George’s house was the last thing I expected. She is beautiful. More than beautiful. She has a certain something about her that attracts me. I don’t know what it is but I’ve never felt it before.I remember the time we spent together the night before. I would give anything to have another opportunity to spend time alone with her like that. If only we had more time before we were interrupted. Things might have been different. We could still have spoken more civilly if only the groom hadn’t been caught with his… well if he hadn’t been so stupid.Talking about offering legal services was the wrong thing to do, and giving Trish’s parents my business card was just plain foolish. I now realize that it made me look exactly like the person she thought I am. And as far as meeting her this morning went?I am sure she thinks I was there to talk about T

I go back inside and tell Viola that George has agreed to accept the refund. I remove a standard letter of settlement from my briefcase, fill in the details by hand and have Viola sign the agreement.She signs it and makes sure I have the check.“Thanks,” I say.“Thank you,” she replies.I hesitate and then venture to offer her a suggestion. “You can fight this, all the other lawsuits.”“And I suppose you want me to appoint you as my lawyer?”I shake my head. “I’m not thinking of that. I’m just saying you can fight this. You can’t settle everyone’s claims.”“I don’t intend to. I’m filing for bankruptcy.”“But you’re not…”“… Not insolvent?” She asks and laughs cynically. “For a lawyer, you make too many assumptions. I guess now that you know what my fee for Trish&rs

She has red hair that falls just past her shoulders. Her hair frames her face as it hangs smooth, silken, and straight. Her eyes are emerald green and her lips full and perfect. I am sure I have seen her somewhere before but can’t quite recall where.As it happens, I do not need to recall where I have seen her before. She remembers me.“Oh, my goodness! Viola! It’s so good to see you! I had no idea that you were in town. How long have you been back?”As she speaks to me, the penny drops. Amber. I went to school with her. We graduated in the same year. I never expected to find her here after all this time.“Amber,” I reply, surprised. She steps forward and hugs me as if we are best friends. “I never thought I’d see you here.”“Well, it is me. I never left,” she smiles.I’m surprised to hear her say it. As far as I can recall, Amber had big plans which included leaving the

I struggle to resist since I want her so badly but I want to deny her and myself this moment as long as possible, making it last longer.She senses me moving away.“Tease. Give me what I want,” she demands hungrily, “or I’ll show you I can be just as selfish or worse.”Her tone tells me she’ll live up to her threat and so I relent a little. She shifts and connects with my shaft. I press forward a bit until I am just inside her.“Ah fuck yes,” she whisper-sighs. I hold myself there and give tiny thrusts but don’t give her my full length.She decides to take matters into her own hands and suddenly pushes up and back with her arms. I don’t expect it and in the next instant, I’m buried as deep as I can go in her.“Yes, dammit! That’s what I’m talking about!” she exclaims.Now that I’m buried deep in her and can feel her wetness on me, I start l