Chapter Seven
When Ian arrived home, he put his key in the lock and jarred his shoulder as the door gave slightly, before juddering to a stop on the security chain. He called out through the gap and rang the bell. His eyes bulged at the sight of Janine swaying down the hall towards him. She was wearing only a very short white kimono dressing gown. One of Laura’s.
“Oh hi Ian,” she breathed dreamily, opening the door. Her eyes were half closed and when she turned away, he noticed a cord leading from her hip pocket, under the hem of the gown, and a faint buzzing sound from the girl’s bottom. There were pink patches on the exposed lower parts of her bum cheeks. Ian was pretty sure they were bite marks.
The living room was strewn with clothes, make-up bags, cosmetics and the odd s*x toy. Lau
