. to Leah?"I had to shake my head no repeatedly. I was pretty much a hermit."No, of course not. You spend all your time alone. Frankly, my littleMiss...Sara, you're not yet healthy enough to be a partner to me. You'renot complete enough; you're more like a teenager.All you've done in all this time is learn how to present yourself as awoman. It's all been about how you look - little feminine gestures,inflections, a wardrobe . . . and that's just not enough."She hesitated for a moment, stood up. Freddie smiled, pleased that she was still showing such spirited resistance. That was the good thing about girls from the night clubs; they were used to working hard for their living. The Trocadero made it so easy too. It was never any problem for an ardent admirer to get to see the girls. And with all the uncertainty and panic in the city no one was going to miss them. Freddie waved at Louise and Annette with a mock salute and headed off towards the stairs that led up and out of the cellar. “Really?” said Daren, moving ever closer to Tara until he was standing right against her. He could feel her breasts brushing against his chest as she breathed. He was staring into her eyes, and she was intently staring back. It was like unspoken messages were passing in their stares.Daren broke the unspoken messages by pulling Tara tighter to him and kissing her. She had no resistance to his actions, but followed his with one of hers. Reaching down between them, she grasped his cock in her. Jasmine shot Jake a smile and mouthed the word 'later' while glancing at his cock, which had shrunk back to half-mast. His shaft twitched a little at the thought and Nancy gasped."Judy, he's waving that thing at my daughter, please, make him stop." Her face was red, but Jake noticed her chest was also blushing, and unless he was mistaken, her nipples were poking through her bra, making small dents in her top."Nancy, we spoke about the nudity in our home, and you agreed with the logic behind it..