He had tidy and relaxed table manners, able to converse with senators as well as shopkeepers, using that cool natural British accent, with a long list...of stories and jokes, each tempered appropriately for his audience. And he was a hit with all the ladies, young and old, who hung on his every word. He was light on his feet and could dance well and was quite prepared to dance all night if she wanted him to dance every dance. Given enough notice he could switch his shifts at the power station, or. And you can do nothing about it! I bet my spit feels like acid burning on your face! It humiliates you, and it should! It robs you of your dignity! Am I right? You want to be stripped of your dignity. You want to be bare and stripped for me to see you! You want to be helpless! And I will strip you of your dignity and your soul!She laughed and although this was just a game she played with him, they both believed her words. It made her feel stronger and more self-confident and him smaller and. Jake thought Charles was about to cry and, hell, he might also, it was a poignant moment. The ice was broken when Helen swept down the stairs in all her regal splendor. Angie followed with the Nikon and took photos.At the country club, Jake and Charles made their way to the lounge while Helen and Debbie went to the ballroom. The women were all preparing the debutantes for their presentation. At eight o’clock, everyone would gather in the main ballroom and the debs would be introduced one at a. Ben glanced down sheepishly at his near-empty drink cup."Wow, I need to learn to pace myself. I'm gonna go find a bathroom; I'll be right back, OK hon?" Christy nodded silently before Ben wandered off down a side hallway to look for the restroom.Ben hadn't made it five feet down the hall before he was stopped dead in his tracks by one of the most gorgeous redheads he'd ever seen in his life. The low-cut tank top and high-hemmed pleated skirt revealed a woman with toned muscles, flawless fair.