After the physical effort of positioning Kim and the girls, the three older ladies relaxed on the sofa and admired their – what was the right word f...r it? – sculpture! They had to admit that they were quite proud with their handiwork, and they were most definitely excited and aroused at the thought of playing with their trio of slaves.“Don’t they look so fucking helpless,” Liz said. “We’re going to have so much fun with them.”“Yeah,” agreed Lorraine. “I’m so glad that little bitch Jess. "So, what do you wanna do?" He grinned. "Well I was thinking you." I tried to keep a straight face. "Can't. Girl problems." He halted mid-step and I saw him swallow. "Oh... well, we can do something else. How about a movie?" As he headed towards the TV, I couldn't hold back my laughter. "I was joking, just wanted to see your reaction." He growled and stalked towards me. He crushed his lips to mine, hands buried in my hair as he pressed me against the door. I wrapped my arms around his neck and. I have a habit of making outrageous statements.“I’m sure you’ll have a good time at college. Heck, if I were 15 years younger and you were gay, I’d be asking for your phone number.”He looked at me intently for a moment, then said, “It’s 872-8421. And I get off at 6.”Holy shit! Holy fucking shit! I couldn’t believe my luck. I scrambled for my phone, screwed up the entry code because I was hitting the keyboard in a panic, finally got logged in and told him to give me that number again. He did.. She couldn't know where I lived. It had to be an educated guess. "Who are you?" I asked again.She leaned forward again, framing her breasts with her arms. "That's not important. What is important is that you find enough Fonti, and quickly. Then you have to figure out where all of those missing women went."Okay, that came out of left field. "What missing women? The ones on the news?"She nodded vigorously. "You have to find them. You're the only one free to look."I stared at her. "The police are.