"Would you like your coffee in here, Ma'am?" she asked in a subdued voice."Yes," said Mildred, then asked, "would you like a coffee, too?"Doris nodded... glanced at her watch. It was eleven o'clock on her second day--and first morning at Romily Manor. Doctor Marston wanted to see her that afternoon, she remembered."I'll tell Mabel to bring you coffee every morning at this time if you'd like it," said Mildred."That would be nice," said Doris. The cook had looked different from the day before, she. You can either make this easy, or make it difficult, but either way it’s going to happen …’ Ian’s voice trailed off as he pulled on a rubber glove and began to lube it. ‘HEY!’ Dinah jumped as Ian’s cold fingers found her anal pucker. ‘Just hold still …’ Ian worked one finger into Dinah’s ass. The realization of what Ian was about to do to her finally registered in her brain. She began to struggle, but the bindings held her legs too tightly. She raised up to look at Ian, but she could do little. But writing Him, it just seemed to come out. As I re-read what I wrote, I could feel the heat in my cheeks as I blushed. I must have been cherry red! After telling Him what I had done, I wrote telling him that I would like to meet and I told Him about a little coffee shop that I knew would afford us enough privacy so we wouldn't be caught. I asked Him to meet me there tomorrow at around noon and we could have lunch. Paul never came home for lunch, saying it was just a waste of gas to come home.. The "Liquid Body" had soaked though the coat and on to his shirt beneath. He'd have to take that off too. He had just began to unbutton it, when he noticed that the damp spot "Liquid Body" on his shirt was starting to change color. "What the...?" he exclaimed as the colorless stain turned first pale pink, then slowly darker red as blood began to ooze through the fabric. Jim ripped the shirt off and stared in horror at the small nick on his chest. Suddenly feeling faint, Jim leaned.