Yes, all right." She stood aside, letting them pass by her. Blake's hand came in contact with the smooth curve of her buttocks, seemed to linger there...for a moment, and then he was past her. She didn't think his touching her like that was an accident, and she shivered slightly.She closed the door and turned to the two men. "Can I offer you something?" she asked."Yeah," Blake said, grinning obscenely. "How about a little piece of you."She glared at him. "I don't think that's particularly funny,. I want you to take it off." Rebecca, please be silent. You're only making things more difficult." Bob, this is crazy. Let me go." Rebecca, I asked you to be quiet. Sharon, will you please gag Miss Collins." No, don't," Rebecca gasped as she turned her head from side to side trying to avoid the ball Sharon was trying to force into her mouth. "I don't want to be gagged." Now, Rebecca, Sharon is gagged and none the worse for it. It won't hurt you either." No, stop it. I want out of here. Let me. Please don't. For your sake."John Phillips looked at Mistress Satin, who looked like Rachel Welch, for a moment, and began to cry. Again.Now the gurls at the table were slamming their glasses in unison with their cry. "Z cup! Z cup!"Bunny said, "Come along uselesssissy."With a sob, he bowed his head, and went. ...The bathroom was huge, and white and sterile. And unprivate. It smelt like Lysol. Two toilets were on the left. Over them were enema bags, boxes of tampons and other things that John. Jennifer smiled as he returned to her, “You are such a good man. Thank you, thank you so much, Grant! I needed to see him. Can I see him? I need to see and hug my Maxie.”“I don’t know if I’m allowed to take you out of your room so soon, but what the heck, it’s Christmas Day! I’ll tell the nurse I’m giving you the scenic tour. So what if they catch us, what’ll they do about it? The love of a pet can do wonders to help a person heal and I know you and Max miss each other.”Grant grabbed a blanket.