I'm trying to find out about Mosby."I broke down and called Mosby's phone, but all I got was the out of service message. I honestly hadn't expected th...t. I hadn't called her because of Jerry. I really hadn't a clue that she might have left town.I was tempted to call Jerry, but if he was working midnight shift, he might be sleeping. I didn't want to take a chance on waking him. Okay, I also didn't want to have Mosby answer the phone. I had no idea what I would do, if she rubbed my nose in. "Oh?" Well, children for one," she said, apprehensive that Darius might feel that children would not fit into their lifestyle."Well, the weekend is going to be sort of busy, so I suggest we get started tonight."She flung her arms around his neck and kissed him deeply, oblivious to the stares of the other passengers.It had been a full day, the plane trip, Darius meeting and charming her family and friends, last minute plans for the wedding which was to take place on Sunday. They now occupied a. Like I said, perfect.’ I reached out wth my hand and brushed my fingers across her cheek, my eyes locked on hers. In her eyes, I saw everything she felt. Words were never necessary when I really looked into her eyes. I guess words are more my thing than hers, but she really doesn’t need them to convey her thoughts. I could read them in her eyes and actions. I could see them on her face. I could feel her soul with mine. I bit my bottom lip and gave her a small nod. ‘Oh,’ she said, understanding. They tied up Christine, not Tess. To be fair, I was having trouble being Cynthia. Sobeit. The show must go on. Cynthia may be the mistress of pain, but all her skills are mine. Using a cat, I would need them. Pacing is so important in this sort of work. I took time to examine each bond and add a few extra touches, like an ass plug. The head of the anal spreader would protect the skin around it. It was a small thing, but important. They were all important, but the time it took to accomplish them.