"And some breakfast too." It's hard to decide which to try first," I said truthfully.She sat the tray down then squatted down next to me to begin feed...ng me toast.I turned a bit further than needed to take in the beauty of her pussy which, evidently, was not lost on her."I know what you're looking at, Mike. Here," she said as she put her hands down between her legs to spread her vulvae open revealing the pink wetness inside. She drew her finger across then led it to my lips."Do I taste like my. Couture?”“Philip Couture is one of the wealthiest men in town. I have been his lawyer for twenty plus years.”“When and why did he start blackmailing little girls?”“About ten years ago, he got sick of paying for whores. He figured it would be easier to extort young ladies to do it.”“Why aren’t there any videos of him or any of the other prominent men in the clubhouse.”“He keeps it locked up in his vault.”The lawyer doesn’t need it for the interrogation, but I hook an intravenous bag to his arm.. Importantly, because the rejects so obviously should have been rejected, very few people would blame or consider us unfair for rejecting them, hopefully including the rejects themselves. With two votes being the cut off, we also hoped that the girls who'd missed out by only one vote wouldn't feel too bad.We had to give some condolences, say some things to try to cheer up the losers, and then arrange future meetings with the winners. One important piece of news for them was: "We'll have to. ‘I’TS HER’, the young man practically choked himself trying to say that!.’I’ts the Girl in the photo, shit, she’s lovely’! ‘Please, don’t swear, she may hear you’, I admonished him. ‘Yeah, sorry, man, hang on a tick’.He rushed into the farmhouse and re-appeared with a dog-eared photo. He showed it to me. Dog-eared, more like been through a washing machine but clearly showed my Karen in the overstuffed armchair with her knees about level with her chest. I would, under normal circumstances,have.