“You know, I knew you were coming to the party, I’d asked Leo to remind you, and I longed to see you again. I was hoping against hope that you wou...d want me again and we wouldn’t be saying goodbye that night. My phone’s battery was flat so I didn’t get your messages until it was too late, or I’d have rushed to you.”A shadow crossed her face. “I had a really bad time when we found out it was Liam’s doing. I despaired of ever getting back with you, and when Tracy took up residence, that finished. And then again, only harder.Yeah, right, and spend the next week upside down, hanging from my ankles, having my pussytitsassthighs whipped until the skin breaks open and peels off like the bodystocking on the mannequin. Or some other devilish punishment. Besides, yesterday and the day before have been wonderful, at least partially. Yesterday's orgasm easily makes it into the 'list of the best five orgasms ever had by Jamie.' Probably right on top. But then again, it was just an orgasm. I don't. The paste was pressed into one hundred gram squares and smuggled to Europe.That day I also toured the area where they kept their livestock. The Hassans had about a dozen goats, a disinterested looking donkey and a few scrawny chickens in a fenced area about an acre in size. There were three of the acre-sized plots side by side. The plots each had a gate that led into a front area that had a lean-to building with a few stalls and a chicken coop. Each of the plots was irrigated and the grass in. Shocked, sickened, and a little frightened, Judy had brushed the girl off rudely.And now, Judy reflected, she had done it with another woman. Instead of it being sickening and disgusting, she had enjoyed it. She had enjoyed it easily as much as she enjoyed sex with Mark, or Steven Shein, or Andrew McCarter. She could still remember the intensity of the orgasm Paula Shein had brought her to with her sucking and chewing. Judy could still remember the taste of Paula's streaming, dripping, cumming.