A polite cough at his shoulder made him turn. The young man looked flushed and disheveled. Which was quite the natural appearance for any man at Bimbo...ech's headquarters."Lindsey!" Fink cried, jovially. "Que la fête commence, n'est-ce pas?"The young lawyer grinned. His eyes never left Tittiefuck's famous cleavage."Let's first see to an old mutual friend, Lindsey," Fink went on. He led the young man along a corridor and down a staircase to a lower floor.Lilah still dangled from the iron. The burning itching was unbearable. Her knees buckled again, and she couldn't focus due to the pain. The pain ran through her body in waves and she screamed and screamed."AAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIEEEEEEE." Tina's voice broke and she let out what sounded morelike a gurgle than a scream. Tina felt a prick in her neck. Alex had stepped up an injected a blocker so that Tina wouldn't pass out. Tina would disobey no more. Once the worst effect wore off in about six hours, she would have lost her voice, but. She screamed, some incoherent language that didnt exist – one that could only be understood by the two of them. She felt/heard him laugh with his mouth still pressed against her slit. He moved out from between her legs, and she whimpered. She fought against begging him to come back, but then his body was pressed against hers and he was tilting her head.. To his mouth. She tasted herself on his lips as he kissed her. He held her so close to his body as his tongue explored her mouth, and hers. Rather I was alive and energetic and went to work with a light heart, which must have manifested itself to my colleagues. Mike Love was the blind colleague who had made me hoot with laughter when I had first met him because he described himself as “the Love that dare not read its name.” Oscar Wilde would have been delighted by that. ‘You seem somewhat perky this morning. Not your usual Monday self at all. Did the play go well on Saturday?’ Visual impairment not withstanding, he’d come to the.