”“You’re just saying that, aren’t you?”“Saying what?”She sighed. “How did you know?”“What are you talking about, Lena?”“My hig... school research paper was on the Civil War, post-Gettysburg.”“Seriously?”“You can read it if you want. I made an ‘A’. You know, your dad used to talk about how you would’ve been a historian if it had made sense as a career. I sort of got interested. Couldn’t understand how somebody would get into history like that. I sort of understand now.”“Uh...” I spoke, trying to. Valerie was not far behind Michael, although the incident on the road had provided her with a bit more understanding of how cold and brutal the world could be. Valerie and Tera stayed where they were for a few minutes, both women using the moment to regain some balance, to find their own peace with what had happened. ‘Why are things like this happening so often now?’ Valerie asked Tera as she sat down on the bed slowly unbuttoning her ash-covered shirt. ‘Ever since Michael showed up in England. I didn't have long to wait. "Let's enjoy, shall we?" Red said as she climbed onto the bed. I followed her lead and climbed onto the other side. Maple started to moan as Red and I started to twist the chopstix on her nipples, first one way then the other. When we flicked them, she arched her back as if she were begging for more. We gave her what she wanted. When I also flicked the paper clip around her clit, her whole body shook. I could tell she wanted to cum. Her whole body tensed. Red had. By your look, you are Miss Surprise ... and these are?” asked the butler.Only JW, I thought.“My guests.” I said. “A surprise.”“Amelia?” said the man. It was obvious he was speaking to our chauffeur. “Have you retrieved their luggage?”“Yes, Mr. Kwan.”“Please to assist Mary,” Mr. Kwan instructed her.“Yes, Mr. Kwan.” She disappeared in the nether regions of the apartment.“Master J and Miss Cyn are at the boat,” Mr. Kwan said. “If you wish, I can send for them.”“I prefer that my guests are made.