You know the tree, where I carved Emma and my initials?’ ‘Uh-huh.’ ‘It was gone. Someone pulled it up. Not even a stump. The whole tree was go...e.’ ‘Are you serious?’ Elena leaned against the bar. ‘Who would do that?’ ‘I don’t know. I don’t know who would do it, or why.’ Elena looked thoughtful. ‘Maybe it’s a sign, Carlos. A sign for you to finally let go of her from your heart.’ Carlos raised his eyebrows. ‘That makes me wonder if my well-meaning sister got rid of the tree.’ ‘Me? What?’ Elena. Everyone was waiting for my signal for the real party to begin. “Gentlemen, I want to thank you so much for coming here tonight. Stacy is my greatest accomplishment to date. Spank her, fist fuck her, make her suck your filthy cocks after you fuck her, degrade her in whatever extreme, base, perverted, disgusting way you can think of. ANYTHING you can think of, she’ll do it and I promise she’ll only beg for more. Without further ado, let the games begin.” The guys started moving furniture. "The world came to a halt. Even the imperturbable Mr. Marshall held his breath.Would Tran take an error? There was no real penalty, but points weren't everything, and Glenda was one of the few who could do so without losing face.Tran took a deep breath, and did not lose face."Correct. You may take your point."Several of the girls had had their hands clenched before their mouths; now they leaned forward avidly. Tran was almost a complete mystery; she'd kept entirely to herself.The poor thing. Richard knew that no servant chamber had windows to the back. From the balcony, he led her down over a stairway into the small walled garden. The blankets he had ordered were there, as was another bottle of wine and a pitcher with water. He made Ellen lie down on the blankets in the shadow of a blossoming cherry tree and stretched out beside her. Reverently, he let his fingers explore her body, starting from her cheeks down over her neck, her shoulders. When his fingertips touched the upright.