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*** Jade had just managed to put both children down for the night and Darryl was doing something around the house so she had taken the time to make a cup of tea and sat herself at her desk with her sketchbook open. She flipped absentmindedly through it. She settled on the next blank page and sipped her tea. Jade then closed her eyes and cleared her mind then instinctivly reached out and grabbed a pencil and drew. *** Michael watched the house like a hawk. He almost jumped out of his skin each time a light turned on or off. He used binoculars to peer into the house when he could. When the light in the room above the garage turned on Michael looked expectantly. It was one of the few rooms that didn't have thick curtains. He grinned when Kat's silhouette became visible. Her hair was down and he watched it flowing around her head transfixed. "Why Kat didn't you wait for me?" He asked her. He instantly reached down and stroked his pants, feeling the bulge respond to his touch. "This is yours Kat, you can have it, oh won't you take it." Michael groaned as he imagined Kat standing naked in the window. He watched her movements and continued to stroke himself. After a few minutes he undid his button and fly and let his penis spring out like a caged tiger. He felt the tip and tasted the moisture imagining it was Kat's. With Mr Mori always popping in and out of his apartment Michael hadn't had a chance to relieve his tension and now he couldn't contain himself. He rubbed and stroked whilst watching Kat and imagining things. He remembered how she looked so many years ago tied up and vulnerable. A few seconds later he came and he let his head rest against the chair seat feeling his heartbeat almost jumping through his chest and wishing again that he could hold Kat close to him. "Look what you have done. You've made a mess on your steering wheel." The now familiar voice came drifting over from the back seat. Michael quickly did up his pants and turned around to see Mr Mori. "How the hell did you get in the car?" Michael looked at the steering wheel sheepishly and then turned back to face Mr Mori but he was gone. Michael sighed and looked up to the window. It was dark now and it fitted his mood. Michael now felt dark and empty. He grabbed a few napkins and wiped the steering wheel. However that didn't stop it from feeling sticky and Michael cursed his stupity and cursed more that Mr Mori knew about it. He hit the roof when someone tapped on his window. He took a deep breath and then rolled the window down to be met by a bright light and when that moved out the way a policeman. "Yes officer can I help you?" Michael started up the car and then placed his hands on the steering wheel trying not to let his disgust show. He pulled out and drove home leaving the window open and letting the cold keep him alert. He needed to feel the cold. He wondered who reported him and how on earth he was going to stop the steering wheel from feeling sticky. When he got home he washed his hands and crawled off to bed feeling very defeated. *** Jade looked up from her drawing when she heard a soft tapping on her door. She turned to see nobody there but there were rose petals near her door. She smiled and got up. She followed the petals and was lead to the bathroom. The bath was filled complete with bubbles. The light was off but there were several candles lit and placed around the bathroom. Jade took a deep breath. "Do you like?" Darryl asked slipping his arms around her waist. Jade awoke the next morning with the sun streaming onto her bed. She rolled over and noticed Darryl had already gotten up. She could hear him downstairs with the children. She got up and put her slippers on before padding downstairs. She was heading for the lounge and spent the rest of the morning with Darryl and her children. After awhile she got changed and headed back to her room to do some pottery. She was behind on a few orders and wanted to work on them whilst she could. "Good morning sis." Kat chirped from the doorway. Kat watched Jade for awhile and then sat at Jade's desk. She looked at the sketchbook and noticed the cup of tea. She knew that the picture was done recently, most likely last night. She looked a little closer and noticed that it was her house she was looking at. She marveled at the detail, Kat was standing in the window of the storage room above the garage. She then let her eyes travel down and spotted a car in the picture. Kat reached out and touched the picture where the car was and then pulled back her hand as if she was burnt. Kat's sudden reaction made Jade look up. "Everything okay?" She placed it over the car and the image of a person became easier to see. Easier enough to see that he was holding binoculars and looking directly at the window Kat was in. Jade dropped the magnifying glass. "I've seen that persons face before, I know it." Jade flipped through the sketch book until she found the picture she drew the day of Jessica's birth. "There!" The twins compare the man in the picture and whilst he was drawn at different angles they both agreed it was the same person. They both wondered what it meant and who he was, and why he looked so familiar. ***"Damnit!" Mr Mori exclaimed and Michael hit the roof. Michael sniggered, causing Mr Mori to turn and glare at him. Kat left Jade's and headed for work. She smiled hello to Catie and Maya, and Catie nodded to let her know Marc was free. Kat tapped lightly on his closed office door, then waited for a few seconds and slipped in just as Marc closed the filing cabinet. *** Michael parked a couple of blocks away, and walked to Kat and Marc's house slowly, keeping an eye on his surroundings. He was satisfied that he wasn't being observed as he reached the house, and turned up the driveway, then down the side of the house. It only took him a few moments to climb the gate and enter the back garden. He walked down the side of the garage, and stepped up onto the veranda at the back of the house. He examined the lock on the back door, and grinned. He produced his lock-picks, and the door was shortly open. Michael entered the kitchen, and looked around. The house was silent, and Michael knew there was nobody else home. He checked for any signs of an alarm system, and was pleased to discover that there wasn't one. He walked through the kitchen area to the sitting room, and started peeking into rooms. Towards the front of the house, he found the study, and beside that, the main bedroom. Michael slipped into the bedroom, and looked around. The bed was messily unmade, and he walked over and touched it, slightly saddened to discover it wasn't still warm. The contact with the bed expanded Michael's consciousness, and he breathed in sharply. This was obviously Mr Mori's gift - on the bed before him, lay Kat, with not a stitch on. Michael reached to touch her, and cursed as his hand went straight through her - he wasn't seeing anything but the energy pattern left by Kat that morning. Breaking contact with the bed caused the image to slowly fade, and Michael sat on the bed to keep the contact. Like a movie, he watched Kat's hair move, and her slowly awaken, and smile. Michael looked into her sleepy eyes, and read her lips as she said, "Morning, baby." Michael cursed. He realised he was trembling, and still very aroused. He needed to calm down, he realised, but couldn't help himself reaching out again. He touched the bed, and the images instantly snapped back into focus - this time accompanied by audio, as Kat sighed, and whispered Marc's name.
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lenn looked again at the address he held in his hand and the house that he saw before him. It was quaint and suited Kat well he thought. He noticed that there wasn't a second floor but there was a room that was situated on the roof of the garage. He wondered what Kat used it for. Probably storage if Kat hadn't changed much since Glenn knew her, she always had lots of stuff. He laughed wryly.
He reviewed the last few days in his head. He had gotten to a coffee shop and as luck would have it he saw Marc enter with a friend or workmate. He only knew it was Marc from the newspaper photo's. He nearly fell off his stool though when he saw Michael looking angrily through the window glaring openly at Marc. A cold shiver had gone down his back. He had suspected Michael would show after he had gotten out but Glenn had hoped he was wrong. Glenn had loved Kat with all his heart and he blamed Michael for destroying his relationship with her. When he had heard about the wedding he was sad and relieved at the same time. He hadn't contacted Kat, he wasn't sure if it was appropriate. He seriously thought about it when news got to him that Michael was out on good behavior. Glenn knew then he just had to stop Michael destroying Kat's life again and decided to do so himself. He watched and waited and his hunch was right, he saw Michael pull up boldly in front of Kat's house that evening.
