The overall idea was weird at first; especially seeing Cosette seemingly give up all control to Tony. But as it went on, I started to see the appeal o... it; especially watching how happy Cosette seemed to be during it.What about after?Tony must have done a good job, because she was back to herself afterwards ... well, a little happier actually; but her reality testing seemed fine.How long did that take?That’s the surprising part. The session lasted for a while, but Cosette was back to her normal. Jonathan had promised Patsy an evening of dinner and dancing. This would leave Betty alone in the house all evening, since her dad had never returned from one of these dates before one in the morning. She called Stacy and, amazingly, she was free as well. Stacy promised to be over around eight. Dad usually went out between seven and seven thirty, so this left a half-hour safety margin.They hadn't seen each other for almost two weeks, and hadn't been intimate in over a month, so when Stacy. Back to reality I continued my walk round the corner where in the distance I could see the horse rider again,she had dismounted & was taking her riding hat off & she sat on a fallen tree trunk & tied her horse to one of the branches of the fallen tree,I edged myself into the hedgerow that ran along the old railway line & I crept slowly forward. It was a hot day & she had stopped for a rest,she was sweating from her horse ride I was close enough to see her sweat glistening in the bright sunshine. I’d rarely, if ever, heard Lea swear.“What?” Jen shrugged innocently. “We were just talking.”“I only caught the part where you brought up what happened with Mark and Troy. Why would you do that?”“Because she deserved it,” Jen said in a low, cold voice. “She was trying to make me uncomfortable.”“That’s what she does,” Lea said in quiet exasperation.“She’s up to something,” I said finally, my voice cracking a little since I hadn’t said a word since we sat down.“She’s always up to something,” Lea.