The David of afortnight ago would never have weighed up Coralie's bone structure,wished feminine curves upon her. Not thought of him as her, notthough... 'lucky girl'.David sipped his wine. Smiled and tried to gather his wits whilsthe exchanged girlish pleasantries with Laura and Janet. Smiledsympathetically at Coralie who could not however meet his gaze. Shewas trembling slightly. When her wine glass was refilled she neededtwo hands to steady it. David played his part in trying to reassure her.. She knew it was a deliberate psychological pressure. By confining her to the small world of the bed except when she ate or bathed or answered the call of nature, she was kept in an unending state of boredom. Thus it was easier to force her across the fallen barriers into the only world where there was relief from boredom.She damned herself for her weakness, and the tears rolled from her eyes onto the sheet as she tried to think of a method she could use to strengthen her resistance. If she. "Christmas will be here soon, then newyears." I commented. "So what? What the hell does it matter any ways..." he saidin a non caring tone then just laid down and rolled on his side away from me.I took that as a sign that he wanted to be left alone for some reason so Idid just that. I wasn't sure if he was sick or what but he definitely didn'twant to be bothered for some reason. The day went on and I noticed more andmore that he seemed to be hateful and grouchy towards everyone else in. Though how much was for the girls benefit is questionable as I later found it to be a tad painful, and mother a masochist, but that comes later in the story. Like it or not, off came the nozzles leaving those oh so outstanding nipples even more proud and increasing the clatter of the machine once again. Taking a nozzle apiece the two women took their places on either side of the table, and on the count of three, with a laugh from Mother the girls nipples vanished into the tubes. Her face showed.
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