"Charlotte looked at Aidan. "Who are you?" Aidan looked at Bethany andthe smile on her face told Aidan it was safe. Aidan invoked hersecurity. That wa... all it took for Charlotte to realize who was sittingin the bed. "Okay, I am assuming you're the reason that Harriet did theprison break."Aidan was amused. "That's a rather interesting way of putting it."Charlotte shook her head. "I really mean it in the literal sense.They've had her on virtual tether and before that an escort with her atall. “I’ve heard about a private club not far from here,” he said, “I believe it’s called the Rendezvous.”“I don’t know of it,” I said.“I’m not surprised,” he said. “It’s very expensive and extremely exclusive, I’ve been on a waiting list for five years and I’ve only just been accepted.”“Will you come with me, now?”“I’d love to; tell me about it.”“Well it’s a gambling club with a difference, all the croupiers and dealers are female and aged between eighteen and twenty one, they all work. ?The sooner you can stop me dropping the better? Ayla called out, a tinge of worry entering her voice. She had realised now the dildo’s intended purpose, as its light reflected off her lips and the whirring stopped, the shaft waiting menacingly below her mouth. The table’s descent was not fast, but even so the dildo was coming uncomfortably close to her, and the strap on her forehead prevented her from moving away.So intent was Ayla on this oral threat that the sudden pricking pain in her. Why not.We sat and she asked a couple questions. Then asked me about my original question as I had mentioned her disclaimer in the voicemail.I explained that somewhere in there, so long ago, was an early trigger for my hidden darkness. That little girl, and I, had suffered such horror and pain at 10 years old. She reassured me that she was much more qualified to deal with victims than perpetrators. Ahhhh, then I realized what she had meant all along.I only broke down a little bit in going over.