"Deborah nodded against his chest. "And that shows, as we've always known, just how much he loves her." She was bubbling, wasn't she?"Deborah nodded a...ain. "I think this calls for a celebratory drink and a toast to them, don't you, darling." I do, my own darling. Let go of me and I'll go and fix it." I must tell Sharon," said Deborah releasing him.She never made it. The telephone beat her to it. It was Mary."Isn't it wonderful, Deborah?" she cried. "I'm so thrilled for them both. At long last.". Also grab a sheet or two from the linen closet. I’ll get Stevie to give you directions. Get here as soon as possible man.’ I passed the phone to Stevie and walked back over to crouch in front of our prisoner as she started to give him directions. ‘You know what’s going to happen now don’t you Julio? A good friend of mine is on his way here to ask you a few questions. He has all the time in the world and a lot of practice at this sort of thing. It’s not going to be nice… for you anyway.. “So what do you think about changing the car?” I asked her.“Hmm. Yeah, thinking about it, need something really good this time.”She had actually test driven a couple of cars the weekend. She told me she doesn’t want a sedan or SUV, she needed a small car but powerful and packed with features. Our conversation went on for some time.Suddenly, out of the blue, she asked me: “How often do you masturbate?” I was taken aback but it’s normal for me to expect the unexpected questions while she is. I asked if he wanted to go the rest of the way and when he agreed I got out some stockings and skirts I thought would suit him. Luckily I had a pair of boots which were about his size as well, so I took the lot into the spare bedroom and left him to it. I choose some patterned stockings and a saucy black skirt myself and was sitting doing my makeup when he came in and for a second I thought it was somebody else who had come in the house. He'd chosen some sheer black stockings and a fairly short.