‘Emma…Jones?’‘Woodhouse,’ smiled Meg. ‘I think you know what I’m going to ask you to do?’ she teased. ‘But this time, you must answe... my questions truthfully, succinctly and without time wasting.’‘That’s how you categorise kissing me? Time wasting?’ said Jack shaking his head. ‘I’m incredibly hurt!’‘You know exactly what I mean,’ replied Meg. ‘First question, do you ever want marriage?’‘Yes. One day,’ said Jack, starting the clock.‘Why aren’t you married yet?’‘Bad choices I guess,’ sighed Jack. " "Your ass will pay for your lateness, as well as for many other sins, my dirty little whore Elizabeth." "Yes, David. I know I deserve to be punished." "I'm glad you know your place, whore. Are you dressed as I told you?" "Yes, David, exactly as You said." "Open your blouse." "Yes, David." And your hands unbutton your blouse showing the lacy black bra underneath. "Good, Elizabeth, very nice. Now, show me your cunt." Your hands slide down to the hem of your short black skirt and slide it up. The old man wrapped it for him, and passing it over to him."I think you have chosen wisely. Now you'd better get yourself something to eat because you're running out of time. There's a burger meal just down the corridor there for two pounds, ninety-nine and that should see you through to tea-time".Oh, and don't use the charm until you get home tonight" he said. "Just hold the it and hope you'll get lucky. You may be surprised at the results," he said, mysteriously. "I've always thought that. And I don't want you to miss out on reaching any of your goals in life because you are worried about me in this EPOD program!" Let me finish!" she placed the fingers of her left hand up to his lips, as he was about to interrupt."I have to tell you that I am so turned on by the idea of EPOD, that I could just rip our clothes off and fuck you right here, even in front of these strangers. No. 'Strangers' is not the right word. How could you call people so open and willing to share intimate.