“Are you in pain?” Nicky added.“I’m not in pain,” Alene answered as she caught her breath, “I had a nightmare...”“About what?” Angie...moved next to Alene.“I dreamed Jen was fucking Nadia to death,” Alene answered in a silent, depressed voice.“Love...” Nadia moved in closer and hugged her, Nicky and Angie also joined the hug, “We are okay, it was just a bad dream. Jen will leave us alone now, you undid her spell, we should have no problems with her.”Alene broke into a silent whimper as the girls. But could this be, could three hours already gone by? It felt like one hour tops. It did cost a lot self-control but eventual she sat up, unfastened the knots on the hooks, letting her poor abused pussy close a little. Switching to a kneeling position, she slowly pulled the tube out of her ass, which felt like it was glued to her bowels, trapping all insects still inside her. Opening the pins on her outer pussy lips was quite painful as the blood rushed back into them. Pulling her panties from. ”“How’s your business?” Gloria asked.“Busier than ever,” Ron replied.“That’s good,” Matthew said. “It’s good to be busy. It beats the alternative.”“What do you do, April, dear?” Gloria asked.“I’m a teachers’ assistant, April replied. “I work with learning-disabled children.”Gloria nodded in approval. “Children are our future,” she remarked. “I worked with children ... before coming here. I was a live-in nanny.”“April...” Ron started to say. April gave his hand a quick squeeze, a side-eye and an. She gave him a peck on his cheek and welcomed him in, handing him a scotch. She smoothed her dress as she sat. “Well?” “Honestly, I’m surprised. I expected a clown face and micro-mini skirt with six-inch stilettos.” “Thank-you. I pride myself on tasteful yet effective makeup.” She patted the cushion next to her. “I have the stilettos, though, if you’d prefer them.” “I’d prefer loafers or oxfords or sneakers.” Allie stood. “I know. Georgie I’m so glad you did this for me. I’ll go wash this off.