All right, now. You know how it is. The story's getting hot by the day!

Date: September 18, 2005

Previously on Chapter seven:

"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.

And now, here's Chapter eight.

Gail stirred in her sleep, her head pounding furiously. She felt sick and her muscles were aching. She sat up on the bed and felt dizzy so she laid back down. Where the hell was she?

Suddenly, the door opened and out came Randy, holding a glass of water. Slowly, her memory began to come back. Randy carried her back here last night after she drank too much wine. He took her out to dinner.

"Are you okay, sweetheart? You were pretty much out of it," Randy said with a smile. He sat down on the bed next to her.

"All I remember is we had some dinner, I got drunk and you carried me back here," Gail admitted.

"There was one more thing we did." he grinned.

"What's that?" she stared at him with intensity.

"This." he leaned over and planted a soft kiss on her lips. She responded immediately by wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling him down on the bed with her.

"Oh, yeah. Now, I remember everything," Gail said with a grin.

"Any regrets?" Randy kissed her forehead.

"Not one." she laid her head against his shoulder and smiled.

X

Elsewhere, Lisa was in her hotel room, watching televison while she was eating some breakfast. This was the first time she was able to do this in peace. Since she called off her engagement with Richards, she's been able to do some of things she wanted to.

And it's all thanks to Dave Batista.

Speaking of Dave, she hasn't seen or heard from him in a minute. Maybe because he was so busy or he was looking out for her from a distance.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Lisa yelled.

"It's me. Dave," he yelled in return.

She ran to the door, opened it, and pulled him inside. As soon as she closed the door, he pulled in his arms and kissed her passionately, which caught her off guard.

"What was that for?" Lisa asked when they pulled apart a few minutes later.

"I'm so sorry about that. I was just missing you so much, that's all," Dave said, blushing.

"I missed you, too. I was wondering why you don't come and see me anymore." she pouted playfully.

He grabbed her hand and led her over to the couch. "I was keeping a lookout for you from afar. You'll never know when Richards may strike next.

Lisa shook her head. "Tell me about it."

"Well, you won't have to worry about him anymore. He's been fired," Dave announced with a smile.

"What happened?" Lisa was excited.

"Apparently, he got over you and started stalking the other divas. He was drunk, too. And you know Vince. He doesn't tolerate men hurting women like that so he fired him on the spot. So now, you're really free." he held her tightly.

She laid her head against his chest and sighed deeply. No more heartache, no more pain and suffering, no more denial. Her heart was now free of the agony Richards had caused.

Lisa looked up and saw Dave smiling down on her. Suddenly, she pulled him down for a deep, passionate kiss, shoving her tongue in his mouth. He was surprised at what she did but he wrapped his arms around her and lifted her on his lap.

"I love you, Dave," Lisa said before she fell asleep in his arms.

He was shocked! She loved him! As he held her tightly, he drifted off into a deep sleep and dreamt about their wedding.

X

He untied Christine and pulled her out of the chair. He wanted to go into town so leaving her hear with a drunk Adam was not gonna happen.

"Go change your clothes," he demanded.

She just nodded her head and went to the bathroom. A second later, she came out wearing a blue shirt and blue jeans. He grabbed her arm and pulled her outside.

"Get in the car, Christine. We're going for a ride," he demanded as he opened the car door.

She hopped right in and buckled her seatbelt. The truth is, she didn't want to be here with him. She knows what he had done to her mother. Christine couldn't hate her because she knew she was taken away.

Now, she looked over at the man she hated the most. The man who had caused so much pain and suffering to her mother and her grandmother.

The man who was her very own father.

X

"Hunter!" Amy screamed as their bodies reverently became one.

She needed some release. After she learned her daughter was alive, she couldn't wait to tell her man the good news. The sexual frustration was taking its toll on her.

In and out, he pounded into her with rough force, causing her to scream. She dug her fingers in his back and wrapped her legs around his back to keep up with his movements.

There was no other place she'd rather be than in his arms. Amy loved him so much. He healed her heart and shown her how to live again.

Tossing and turning all over the bed, she relished being in Hunter's arms. He continued pumping inside of her without a care in the world. His erect member touched her vaginal walls, causing her to shake violently.

Faster and harder, he rammed into her with brute force. Tears fell from her eyes because the feeling was so incredible. Her body became weak with passion and desire.

Finally, Amy couldn't shake the fury of her orgasm so she crossed the line in a violent fashion. Luckily for her, Hunter wasn't that far behind and together they fell into an entangled heap.

Their sweaty bodies fit together snugly in the aftermath. Amy rested her head against his chest and breathed heavily. Hunter held her against him in a loving manner and kissed her forehead.

"Do you ever get enough of me, baby?" he chuckled.

"I can never get enough of you, Hunt. You're an addiction I need to keep me going," she said with a smile.

"I'm glad." he leaned down and kissed her passionately.

X

Later on that day, Amy went into the town mall. She was shopping for an outfit she needed for the show tonight. She wanted something that will arouse Hunter to the point he just want to take her right in front of the crowd.

After she got what she needed, Amy walked out of the mall when she ran into a little girl.

"Watch where you're going, sweetheart. You nearly knocked me down," she said with a smile.

She offered to help the girl up, for which she accepted. They both dusted the dirt off their clothes while Amy picked up her bags.

"Thank you, lady. I'm sorry for not looking where I was going," she said with a small smile.

Amy returned her smile. "It's all right. I've better get going. I'll see you later."

While she walked away, Christine just stood there and smiled. That's her mother, all right. Amy was the sweetest person in the world. It was only a matter of time before she's back with her.

"I love you, Mom," Christine said before she walked away.

What have I done? How could Amy not know that's her daughter? Well, stay tuned in Chapter nine because a lengthy conversation between Amy and Patricia leads to an stunning discovery!

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