Fortunately, the Sultan was happy to meet her need to suffer, happy to provide a seemingly endless variety of painful experiences for her to sample. T...e brunette reminded him of that junior cheerleader he had tasted but never quite conquered during his senior year. The muscular blonde reminded him of that senior swimmer he had admired from afar during his first year at Yale. The two women were in his eyes the perfect pairing, opposites physically and emotionally yet closely linked spiritually. He went out of the room and when he came back in he said "quick! Mum's gone out, come and have a look at this lot!" and he disappeared again. I followed him into his parent's bedroom and over to the wardrobe. The next thing, the bed is strewn with an avalanche of magazines! It took a while for the reality to sink in: these were dirty magazines! I'd seen some at school of course, the usual fair, Penthouse, Playboy, Mayfair etc. But as well as those titles, there were others that I hadn't ever. Lionel may be preachy, but he was an honest follower of Kirnthal, God of Honor and Purity. My world had been shattered when he found me crying. I had lost all hope, but Lionel didn’t brush my concerns away as my parents had. He truly listened and asked intelligent questions.He was the one who came up with a plan to save me. Heedless of the danger he immediately volunteered to help. I respect that side of him, even as I despise the way he kept trying to shove his beliefs down my throat now that. Very plush, with soft lighting. They steer her to the back to where there is a large round sofa with a large circular footstool in the centre. They sit around and she finds herself on this big seat with about six of the guys. Some others are in a second ring of sofa and the rest in some large comfy looking arm chairs at the front.They get underway and Lou realises she is next to one of the very cute guys. She knows by now that he was one of the ones who tackled the lads earlier. 'Oh I forgot to.