He slammed down on his back.
Lisa pulled off her moccasins and picked them up. Holding them in one hand, she stepped out of her shorts. She picked up her shorts, then her shirt. She took her clothes and moccasins into the living room, dropped them to the floor and came striding back into the foyer naked.
“Don’t get excited, Al. I just don’t want to get blood on my stuff.”
He writhed on his back, clutching his bloody face.
“Oh,” Lisa said. “Forgot. You can’t see me, can you? Too bad. I’m bare-ass naked. Guess you’ll have to use your imagination.”
She stepped past his feet, jerked his legs apart and knelt between them.
“I do know who you are, by the way. Mom and Dad told me all about you.”
She drove a fist into his groin. He grunted and his knees jumped up.
“Why do you think I let you into the house? Did you think I was a fool? I don’t let strangers in.”
She grabbed one of Albert’s feet and jerked the TopSider off it. She tossed the shoe over her shoulder, then went after his other foot. “I always thought you should’ve gotten the death penalty.”
She scurried across the marble foyer, snatched up the switchblade and hurried back to him.
“For that matter,” she said, “I thought Mom should’ve killed you when she had the chance.”
She picked up one of his bare feet and slashed through the Achilles tendon.
Albert screamed.
“Mom’s always been too nice.”
She picked up his other foot and slashed the tendon. Albert’s howl of agony made her ears hurt.
“Mom thinks I’m mean-spirited. Do you think so, Al?”
He didn’t answer.
“I think I’m just practical,” Lisa said. “I didn’t cut your tendons to be mean, just to keep you from getting away.”
Lisa tossed the knife across the foyer.
“This time, Albert, you don’t go anywhere.”
Slipping and sliding on the bloody marble, she made her way around to the side of Albert’s thrashing, writhing body.
“Mom and Dad aren’t at our other house, by the way. They’re on a three-week cruise to Hawaii with their good friends Meg and Mosby. My brother and sister are spending most of the summer in New York City with May Beth Bonner. The actress? I guess you know who she is, don’t you? Hell, you helped launch her career. All that publicity…”
Lisa squatted, reached out and unfastened the buckle of Albert’s belt.
“Life works in strange ways, doesn’t it?”
She opened the waist button of his trousers.
“The upshot is, everyone’s far, far away for the next three weeks, I’m on summer break from school, and I have the only key to the house.”
She slid his zipper down.
“Just you and me, Al. Won’t this be fun?”
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