The worst part however, was when the shrink told me about Robbyn’s psyche after years of being with VanCole. Apparently Robbyn had a terrible condit...on of Stockholm syndrome. The personnel that originally interviewed her learned that Robbyn would only refer to VanCole as “Daddy” and she refused to say anything bad about him. Apparently she believed she loved him and she didn’t actually want to leave him. VanCole was 61 years old and Robbyn believed she belonged to him and it was her life’s duty. There were love bites all over her slender graceful neck snaking like a forest trail down her chest and all over her large breast which were much larger now swollen from the number of times her body went orgasmic against her will and the ferocity of the fucking she had just suffered was likened to an kill by a pride of lions. Never before this night had she felt anyone with the sizes of meat that were being used in her. At 5foot 4inches and weighing in at a voluptuous 8 stone this petite. ‘Well, if he’s ever that crazy, you could come and live with my Mom and me. I guarantee you, you’d have all the sex you could handle.’ Julie caught Almond’s words and her mood brightened. Hmm – could it be the addition of Almond to their night might work out after all? If she could bed both women, that’d be a nasty little shot at Natalie. While she wasn’t as angry at Natalie or as jealous as she once had been, it still felt good to get the upper hand. ‘Your friend is very hot!’ Noreen whispered. “Look, Roger, I love you. While I’m not excited about this whole multiple partner thing, I knew what I was getting into. I’ll be patient with you, for now. But, dear god, no more women. I’m barely convinced you can handle two, much less three of us. Just don’t withdraw from me, and we should be okay,” she patiently requested.“Okay. And, if you ever feel like I’m not giving you enough attention, tell me. You’re one of the two most important things in my life,” he said, sincerely, and leaned in.