Actually." Melissa rubbed the back of her head as shespoke, but Joanie only gestured to the open door."You're supposed to wait in there, Miss Melissa.... Until dinner?" Melissa asked, voice trembling from nerves. "By myself?Why are they separating me from my friends?" Wouldn't know. Guess the countess has taken a special interest inyou." Joanie shrugged as she spoke, then gestured toward the doorwayagain."The room won't eat you, or anything," Joanie promised. "Bed lookspretty comfortable." Will. " For once we are in agreement." Turning to Caryn, "Would you excuse us?"Caryn carefully sidestepped past Cyndi and took off down the hall to her room. She didn't close the door and so heard the entire conversation, which occurred at a high volume.Cyndi took some papers from her purse, "What the fuck is the meaning of this?"Mike crossed his arms, "I'd guess those are the divorce papers." You can't divorce me." Oh yes I can." He pointed to the papers. "Read 'em and weep." This is my home!" Cyndi. . Not yet." Amber’s tears now flowed like water.... His four short words sent shivers of dread through out her entire being. Her arms struggled trying to pull free of the vice-like hand that held them down as the other hand now painfully, pinched her nipple... Then locking the nipple between two large fingers, he twisted... Tiny blistering needles of pain filled the hardening fleshy nipple. "OOOWWHHHOWWW..." Amber screamed "W-why are you d-doing this to me? WHHHYYY?" She bawled, "You d-don’t. “Terry, Darling ... I love you like anything ... I do. But while you were away I had way too much time to think and I am going to accept a marriage proposal from the oldest son of Lord Winterbourne. George is nearly my age and has two children by his late wife. He has wanted to be with me since his wife, Cammy, died six years ago.”Deirdre looked at me with such devoted, confusion. Her eyes were sad, even as she shared her intent to get married. We had something special, but the one thing she.