Both of them giggled at our reactions, and gave us each a small kiss.“OK guys, here’s the deal” Holly said after she leaned back from the soft k...ss. “We girls have been talking, and we’ve both gotten a bit curious about which of you is the best kisser.”Linda then took over. “So this is a kissing contest. And ONLY a kissing contest, got it?” Keith and I both nodded, a bit shocked.Holly then said “Pete, wherever you touched me when we were dating earlier this year is fine. But you can touch me. Slowly the chained girl raised her head, noticed her new cell-mate and flopped her chin back down."They got you as well?" she eventually murmured."Err, ... yes," Hilary replied, "where are we?" I think it's southern Sudan, Ethiopia maybe ... I ... I have been here so long I can't think straight..." My name's Hilary. I work for the BBC. What's your name?" Claire," responded the blonde, "I was working as a volunteer at an Ethiopian school until I was abducted... ," she paused, seemingly on the. It may be just the beginning, but it’s there. I can tell by how you act around him,’ Lou said, persuasively. ‘Yeah, she does have nice legs, doesn’t she,’ Lou said, apparently in response to one of Bill’s thoughts and then to her, added, ‘I’m sorry about the scar, Sugar. But someone’s gonna burn in hell a long time for that. Believe me.’ Bill’s hand slid over the scar… at least she thought it was Bill’s. She began to lose track of which hands belonged to which man, as the pleasurable. “In the dancing. It is very vigorous.”“And?” said Sandrine.“It is wanton. Men and women dance naked, bare, under the moonlight if there is a moon, in the darkness except for the light of the torches if there is no moonlight.” Mistress Heathcoate shivered. “It is quite remarkable.” She twisted in her chair as though she had a sudden itch. “Quite remarkable.”Sandrine and Amélie exchanged a glance. They understood Mistress Heathcoate perfectly.“What happened, then, Mistress Heathcoate?” asked.