It sounded like Harriet was having a real good time in there.Sally shrugged her shoulders and said, “That all depends on Harriet. She risked her lif... for this chance so she’s in charge for now.”“Oh,” Cynthia said.It was really easy to forget that at times.Sally smiled and said, “I can’t believe that my Hero has a Hero Companion.”“What’s life like on Cassandra?” Cynthia asked hoping that a more serious conversation would distract her from the sounds coming from the bedroom.Sally frowned and. . yes, I expect you know that my wife is expecting, hoping it's a boy of course, no guarantees though, what? Still, it'll make the world of difference around here."Ned was almost bright red with embarrassment."No need to be embarrassed my boy, we really are delighted. Now, your work on the catalogue is complete, I understand the valuers asked for a few more pictures which you have done? Yes? Excellent, well here's a cheque for that."He handed Ned a cheque. Ned looked at the amount."I can't. “Just depends by how many points” I laughed.“Want to up the ante?”“What do you mean, play for money?”“No, not for money, clothes. The loser of the round takes off one item of clothing.”I glanced at my husband Chas who replied “well the guys are only wearing three items, the girls have four.” That seemed to me that he was agreeing to the game.Jane poured a round of shots. “Well we have more to expose.”“What does the winner get?” I asked.“He or she gets to remove the item of clothing from the. ??? ?YOU ARECOVERING YOUR CUNT?..HOW FUCKING STUPID ARE YOU??? Ivan kickedher again, this time in the back. She grunted andsquirmed. "Over on yourback, you fucking slug?.now! Over on your back and spreadthose fucking legswide!? ????? Sobbingwildly, and shaking with terror and pain, Sherry rolled ontoher back and spread her legs as Ivan, handsome in histeenage thug wildnessstood over her.He was a beautiful boy, well muscled withstrong classicfeatures. ????? ?When youstand, you show us your cunt..