“Hold her.”“Wait! What’re you—OW!” Daphne’s feet nearly left the ground as Valerie twisted her arm backward. She let out a short whimper...when her face planted against the hardness of the desk. A pair of powerful hands pried her soft thighs apart, they raised her skirt. Her lacy white thong did little to block the room’s frigid air condition. The exposed flesh on her ass sent a foreboding chill up her spine.Daphne kicked at her capturer with desperation. “Stop! Mallory, there’s no porn on that. He smiled greeting at John, revealing crooked yellowing teeth, which were however sound and strong.He and John sat on stools and drank a mild beer which tasted like lawn clippings, and John started by admiring the man's horses, which he had just won the race with."I have never raced a chariot," began John, "But it doesn't seem very difficult. How do you hire your drivers?"The Chariot Owner hid his small grimace in his beard, this didn't seem like it would be a profitable exchange. "My drivers. Cook," Caroline insisted, and Jackie Cook, wise woman that she was, asked no further questions.They hobbled into Simon's room and with Caroline's aid he collapsed into his chair. They both took a breather, then Simon asked for some of the painkillers he'd been provided. Caroline fetched him a glass of water to take them down. "Thanks, Cari," Simon absently mumbled before downing his tablets."Mmmmm," Caroline hummed, "now let's be getting you undressed, huh?"She grabbed him by the waist, pulling. He knew the condition of Sappna madam, after the death off her husband she was left alone with her child, she have earn to keep her house running so she used too write some articles for Vadodara Khabar . She used to earn quite well for writing articles but due sudden clash in marketing of Vadodara Khabar she was left unemployed and had to find a new job to earn. So she started to make some handicrafts at home and selling them. But it didn’t earned her much so she decided to take tuitions for.