She knew it was going as she had planned it. Even if she hadn't gotten sick, she had intended to get them alone together somehow.She wanted to see wha... they were talking about but knew better than to get up. Instead, she just picked up a book she had been reading and decided to relax and let nature take its course.Betty watched as Paul thought about her question. "It's true, you know. I came home with you and Jennifer and it's been us three since then. It feels a little empty without her, don't. "Jennifer said, "If you were 20, we'd all want you to be 'up' to it every day, but to respect your age, we would like to share you for a week. She paused and twirled her hair, "Uhm, we thought we'd rotate, but Brianna really made her case last night. Rachel hasn't had a good one since she left." Brianna is a lovely woman." Would it be okay if Rachel slept with you until she goes back to school. Then, Brianna and I can sort of get caught up?" She looked blankly into space, "I do not believe I am. She cried out in pain as the shock of sting zig zagged its way around her neck again. She fell to her knees, and her blindfold was removed, leaving her to squint up in to the light of the day. It was still only early afternoon. She looked up to the woman, the Mistress, and gaped. She was beautiful. Her body was covered in a long latex hobble dress, and short gloves, and she had on a black latex hood so her lips and eyes were exaggerated. She had tattoos down her bare back and had her lip. I just cannot call her anything but Cynthia. It’s an old fashioned name much like Barbara or Elizabeth, don’t you think? It’s akin to Priscilla or Pamela. I love names that have more than two syllables. Whenever you say a three or more syllable name, such as Allison and Melissa, it is like reciting poetry. Sorry, but I’m in love…with Cynthia. Her name reminds me of that girlfriend of Prince Charles, the one that he married after Princess Di died, Camilla Parker Bowles. Now, no one refers to her.