I'm back again with another chapter! Read on, because the suspense just keep on building!

Date: September 17, 2005

Previously on Chapter six:

After snapping a few more photos, he pulled out his cell phone and dialed Adam's number.

"It's me. They're at it again. I'll show you the photos as soon as possible," he said when Adam's answering machine picked up.

He snapped the phone shut and cut on the engine. Then, after looking at Amy one more time, he drove off.

And now, here's Chapter seven.

"What the hell is this?" Adam asked. He saw him holding a manila folder.

"The photos that I took. I must warn you, it's pretty graphic," he said simply.

Adam snatched the folder away from him. He tore it up and pulled out the pictures, glaring at the man who's helping him. Then, he looked down and was outraged to see Amy in a compromising position.

"Is this what you saw? Amy having sex in the car?" Adam scolded, his face turning red.

"Yep. I managed to get some good shots even though the windows were fogged up. I'm telling you, they way she was moving was unbelievable," he chuckled.

Adam reached over and punched him in his eye, causing him to fall on the bed. He looked up and saw his boss seething.

"I asked you to do one simple thing! One simple thing! But, no, once again, you took these photos for your own sick pleasure! Now, I'm beginning to think you want Amy for yourself!" Adam scorned.

He slowly stood up and glared at him. "Maybe I do. After all, I had her first. Maybe I'm better in bed than both you and Hunter combined."

"How dare you!" Adam yelled.

"No, you just want her back so you can control her. Me? I want her back because she's great in the sack. And I have the one thing she wants more than anything in the world." he grinned.

Adam snorted. "And what's that?"

He went to the door and opened it, then he motioned Adam to follow him. He looked inside and saw a pretty teenage girl sitting on the chair, tied up and gagged. Tears fell from her eyes and she was shaking violently.

"Who is she?" Adam asked, a look of concern on his face.

He walked over and placed his hand on top of her fiery red hair. "This beautiful young lady sitting on the chair is Amy's long lost daughter, Christine Dumas."

"What the hell are you doing? Have you lost your mind?" Adam was shocked.

"I'm gonna hit Amy where it really hurts. By the time I get done with her, she's gonna be begging for me to take her back. Then, we'll live happily ever after." he grinned.

Adam realized he had created a monster.

X

"Detective Miller, what can I do for you?" Amy asked. She lead him inside her hotel room.

"I have some information about your daughter that you may like," he said as he sat down on the sofa.

"Would you care for something to drink?" she asked as she went to the bar.

"A scotch would do me just fine," he suggested.

Amy fixed him a drink then she handed it to him. Feeling nervous, she sat down on the sofa next to him.

"So, what do you have to tell me?" she asked softly.

Miller cleared his throat. "Well, for one thing, Christine is alive. I checked her records and it revealed she was given up for adoption. For three years, she was shifted from foster home to foster home until a much older couple decided to adopt her. She lived with them until she turned 12."

"What happened to her?" Amy asked, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Her adopted parents died so she was all alone. Then, I discovered something disturbing about someone you know very well," Miller pointed out.

"I killed him!" she exclaimed.

"You thought you did, but, as it turned out, he faked his own death and disappeared without a trace. Now, I have reason to believe he's alive and he has Christine somewhere," he admitted.

Amy cried right in from of the detective. How could this happen? He was alive and he had her daughter? Their daughter?

"Is there anything you can do?" Amy sniffed.

"I'm working with a team of investigators and Social Services in nailing the bastard. Don't worry, we'll get your daughter back in one piece." Miller patted her hand.

Amy just nodded her head but she was unsure. She realized getting her little girl back was gonna be a tough act to follow.

X

Gail giggled when Randy carried her back to her hotel room. After having the incredible dinner she ever had (not to mention the most expensive bottle of red wine) she was starting to get tipsy. To her credit, he was starting to feel inhibited himself.

"How many glasses of wine did you have, girl?" Randy asked incoherently.

"Too many," she said with a giggle.

It took all of his strength to kick the door open and carry her inside. Gail wrapped her arms around his neck to keep her balance. They both stumbled on the bed, which caused Gail to laugh out loud.

"How do you keep it up?" Randy shook his head in disbelief.

She didn't say anything. She just leaned over and kissed him, first lightly, then more passionately. He was shocked but he responded immediately and wrapped his arms around her. Gently, he laid her down on the firm mattress, all the while he kept on kissing her ruthlessly.

Randy lifted her dresses away from her heated body and caressed her breasts with his hands, causing her to moan. Gail reached down and unfastened his trousers with her fingers and tugged them down to his ankles. She undid the buttons to his boxers and slipped her hand inside, feeling the length of his hardness around her callous fingers.

Randy groaned loudly as she stroked him to the core. His kisses intensified, his tongue searching the inner recesses of her mouth. Before long, he reached down and removed her soaked panties and slipped one finger inside of her swollen opening. She groaned when he did this and forced his finger deeper.

"Are you sure you wanna do this?" Randy asked before he removed the rest of his clothes.

Gail could only nod. The truth is, she had wanted him since the day he came to her rescued her. And, the way he was treating her, the feeling were confirmed.

She pulled him back down on the bed with her. His lips crushed against her with so much passion. She pulled him on top of her. He spread her legs wide and slid inside of her with ease. She wrapped her legs around his back and sighed deeply.

The feeling was overwhelming. Gail felt him going in and out of her. Randy tried to restrain himself because he couldn't believe this was happening. He was making love to the one woman he'd always wanted.

Pleasure was filling up in her veins. This was a dream come true. She felt him going harder and faster inside of her. Before long, she found her rhythm and moved along with him.

Moans of pleasure filled his ears. Before long, he turned over on his back and sat her on top of him. She slid down on his member inch by inch, moaning as she buried him to the root.

Up and down, she rode him slowly, bringing them both to climax. The moon cascaded over the bedroom and the stars twinkled in her brown eyes. Gail leaned down and kissed him passionately, shoving her tongue in his mouth. Randy ran his hands up and her back, stopping to grip her ass.

That sent her over the edge. Realizing she's coming close to climax, she moved faster and faster. Even though she was drunk, she knew what she was doing to him and the effects were astounding.

Finally, Gail reached paradise with Randy trailing close behind. Afterwards, she fell asleep in his arms, her head resting against his shoulder.

He smiled. He finally got the girl of his dreams.

Wow! I got hot and bothered after that one! Stay tuned in Chapter eight because Amy has a close encounter with her daughter and Lisa finally admits her hidden feelings to Dave!

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