Chapter Eleven
Scenes and images of S M sexuality dominated Leslie’s dreams that night, and she rose from bed feeling as if she’d actually lived through all the twisted nightmares. She was glad that Rosalie was off on business again; she rather not bring her into the confusing picture of murder suspects and clues and crazy s****l practices. Going to the bathroom she splashed some water on her face, then went to her closet to find something to wear. She dressed in jeans and a low cut sweater, much more daring than what she’d normally wear. For reasons she wasn’t ready to admit, she was dressing to tease Robin, and maybe even Jane. She wasn’t sure which one, although she was sure her motives had everything to do with drawing their attention.
It seemed to Leslie that this case was going n
