..Julian, I packed Sylvia's ass with butter......I'll bet she would like to feel something else up there ....Oh, go get the wine and the hash, please............................." Julian quickly disappeared and re-appeared with two bottles of Bordeaux and a piece of dark, oily, hashish the size of his fist. Denis did not wait for another invitation, he was already naked, on his hands and knees, licking their toes, which Silkie elevated slightly so that he could reach the whole digit....she. You grab it as you quietly sneak in. The lights are off in the next room so you know you won't be seen in there. You watch through the glass door. I know you are here and I stand up. I pull him to his feet so you can see us both. I take the drink from his hand and place it on the end table. I pull my top up over my head revealing the black lace lingerie. You smirk knowing that what's underneath is so much better. You can tell he's impressed. His hands on my hips pulling me into him. He leans in. . One of them laughed. ” oh…my dear. Pussy cat you look so dirty.let me clean you….eh..?”.He took out his weapon and emptied his urinary bladder on her face. Then the others too did so. I saw that bloody basteds were washing her in there dirty piss. The whole of them pissed their mouth. The spat over her while they were doing so. The men were doing things with a dirty smile and I felt her as a closet. Hi….a white…clay bathroom closet . I smiled. Then I woke up. Actually I had exhausted a long. " He looked her straight in the eyes. "Some men tell things to their mistresses that they would hold from anyone else" She let out a small laugh. "Not the men I know. They are all of them deadly boring. They come to drink and watch the show to forget how dreary their lives are" And a man named Gerard Lemieux? I suppose he has never come to see you dance?" She opened her eyes wide, and inhaled her cigarette, but again her look of fright soon faded into that same complacently flirtatious mask."I.