Click, click, click. Her Auntie continued her rant. “No, no, no how could you think… “Mmmmmmm!” Her lips parted her eyes fluttering a little. “Everything ok back there?” Came a voice over the speaker. The young woman could never have imagined the indignity. No a nightmare? He gripped the base pointing it direct to the roof; Candice’s spittle trailing from the tip back to her quivering lips. “Once I knew you were coming here I only had a week to get the place built.”
“What place I don’t…”
“Your own little dungeon,” he added, “I told them it was for storing wine but I’ve got something much sweeter to while away the hours tasting.”
Candice gave a loud frustrated moan her head swimming.
