“I like this color on you.”Eve inhales sharply. Why the fuck am I so wet already? she thinks to herself. Villanelle hasn’t even touched her skin...Villanelle revels in Eve’s blatant desperation. She raises her thumb to Eve’s lips, brushing it against the border between Eve’s top and bottom lip. “You really want me, huh?”At this, Eve adopts an annoyed facial expression, but she quivers with desire, despite herself.“Follow me,” says Villanelle, still holding a bunched-up section of the turtleneck. "Champagne!"A moment later, Lori was back in the bedroom. "Peter," she said without preamble. "This is Minx. Is it all right if we both fuck you ... at the same time?"Peter's head snapped over, his jaw literally dropping open, his eyes as wide as they could go. Blood drained from his face; his cock had gone into hiding. He was unable to speak."Oh my goodness," said Minx kindly. "He's terrified! Let's get a drink into him and turn that frown upside down!" She was a tall, gangly blonde in her. Student mathematician at Oxford, into a rôle for which he was totally untrained, in a country he had not seen since he was brought to England by his English mother at four years old. He took to it like a duck takes to water. He revelled in the harem system, and he soon learned how enjoyable absolute power can be.The country, too, had taken to him. It indulged his little fancies, like having his mother in his harem, then selling her, then buying her back after her new Master had impregnated her.. I found that Omar Trent was a real nice man, though he did like to cuss a little more than I was used to. Omar promised to tone down his language, and I thanked him, though I was sure that he would forget his promise the first time something annoyed him. Oh, well, it was a minor thing, so I decided to ignore it.We started out making the rounds together so that everybody could get to know Omar and him to know them. It was funny the way Omar moved into one of the empty cells and ate his meals.