So, again, it was fantasy realm, she was so resigned to it that she’d practically forgotten it. Almost. ‘What do you mean?’ Izzy’s voice was a...dry whisper. His eyes were still on hers. Her visual memory filtered out the theatrical make-up and filled in the charming, handsome features of his face. ‘I realized something, Iz,’ his voice was warm and steady. She could see he was fighting a smile. ‘You are mine.’ The way he pinned her in place with his eyes left her no doubt to what degree he meant. So, answer me this, Pamela; given all those 'no' answers to what we could have done with you today, could we top today?" Yes, Alice, you could top this," Pamela gulped. "Good. Well it's time we headed home, I think," Alice said, with a nod to Jim, who was getting antsy. As much as the threesome could sense the lust from other patrons towards Pamela, it was nothing compared to the passion Jim and for Alice, and Alice for Jim. Their first destination after leaving McDonald's was a quiet alleyway,. “Hey, Babe, you listening to me?”The gravely voice of her driver snapped her back to reality. Comparing her directions to the route they had already taken she knew they had to be going the right way and almost there.“Yes, this has to be the right way. We are bound to be in the home stretch.”She almost added something about not being his “Babe”, but as she was about to do so she eyed her ticking fare. It was getting close to all the cash she had left. And with it ticking up more and more every. Yellowish, slimy liquid with half-digested food particles filled the bottom few centimetres. Erika looked at the contents with a mix of disgust and curiosity. “So, that was inside me.”, she thought. Surprising herself, she leaned in closer and sniffed the contents. “That doesn’t smell as bad as you’d think”, she told herself, but she still immediately regretted the decision, because she gagged on the smell, her body warning her it might throw up again. “Stupid idea, Erika…”She laid her head.