Rhiannon winced as she moved, and rubbed her buttocks awkwardly with one hand. She walked over join Dee Dee and Tiffany, next to Ebony. "Her breathi...g looks like it's back to a more normal state. I think if you give her some kind of sedative, so that she'll sleep for a day, she should be back to normal tomorrow." Dee Dee quickly produced her medical bag and gave an injection to Ebony. "Does that include getting her prick back?" asked Tiffany. "Yes. I told you that this was only a. ..” He blushed again.“Come on, tell me.”He sighed. “Oh, okay. You look ... I don’t know. Like you’re waiting for someone. Waiting for me.”She stared at him, stony-faced, for a full ten seconds. He thought he must have gone too far but then she grinned and started to laugh. “See? Told you—it’s a bit too porno. Actually, the photographer told me to imagine I was waiting for a lover. Funny, huh?”“Yeah. Guess he was right.”“Guess so.” She paused. “It is getting really hot in here. I don’t think I. Oh the things I would like to do.I replied: depends on what you are into!- Anything and everythingShe might regret saying that, I thought."Well, I'd put you on your knees first"It looks like this was what she's into- Okay, let's meet. You book the hotelroom.I understood she wanted to meet on neutral terrain for the first time.That's fine by me, I respect that.I booked a nice hotel in the city center and told her the details.Later that evening I check in into the hotel and texted her the room. The ring summoned a slightly built, middle-aged man of dusky complexion, into the room.“May I introduce my personal secretary, Miguel Cline,” Sir Frederick said. “Meet Sir Elijah Greenaway, Miguel.” I held out my hand, which Miguel Cline took and shook firmly.“It is a great pleasure to finally meet you, Sir Elijah,” he said. He saw the puzzlement on my face at his statement. “I am Jewish, Sir Elijah, and your name is known to all Jewry as the man who returned the Star of David to its rightful.