”Wendell’s face was white, and his words were terse androbotic. “She said secrets,” he said. “There was morethan one....21;“I’m not telling you the other one yet,” she said.“That’s enough anger and humiliation for one day. I’msuddenly exhausted, and all I want to do is go to bedand hold you.” She wept in his arms a long time,occasionally saying, “Poor Joan,” before falling asleep.He pulled free of her and got. “That too! So things are good with Tasha; how are things with Jocelyn?”“In a holding pattern until Thanksgiving. She sent me a card and I sent her one in reply. She promised to see me on Friday after Thanksgiving, so I’m waiting for that. I don’t want to push her.”“No, you don’t. And Clarissa?”“She and Glenda are doing fine; Clarissa’s ‘loving’ parents,” I made air quotes, “told her that when she gets over her rebellion and goes straight, she’s welcome home.”Mom shook her head, “We both know. I couldn’t believe they just started going at it. Was this our initiation? Lance pulled away and walked over to his desk and pushed a button. Rope fell from his ceiling. Jane gasped, “What is this?” “Your initiation,” Lance smiled as five naked men, ranging in body type and ethnicity, walked in the room. “I want to see how much you really enjoy sex.” He walked over to Jane and took her hands and tied her to the ceiling; Jane didn’t resist at all, she just smiled. Then the first man, a. She is truly my slut slave because she got up immediately and came to the foot of the bed and without instruction, dropped to her knees with her hands trapped between her thighs and calves and her mouth fell open. I stepped in front of her where she was between the bed and me and no where to go. A grabbed two handfuls of hair and pulled them up to where I could palm the back of her head comfortably with one hand while still grasping all that hair. I used my other hand to guide my flaccid cock.