"Penny seemed bothered by Nadia's lack of response. Nadia's body wouldn'tspeak without a command to do so."Oh, come here and get on your knees before ... goddess," commanded Penny.Nadia's body obeyed. It felt the tug of strings that were Penny's words.The words lifted Nadia's feet, raised her thigh to bend, tilted herweight forward, and Nadia's body walked. It walked, but it was thestring of Penny's words that moved her. Without the words, Nadia wasempty, a husk. Nadia's body stood before Penny,. She slapped his hand playfully away and began the process of undoing the belt and button and zipper of his trousers. She spread open the front of his pants and looked steadily at the still hidden bulge of the penis that would soon be inside of her. She smiled.He swallowed. Thoughts of her husband vanished from the man’s thoughts.She stood, unbuttoned her skirt and let it pool at her feet.He shucked his pants and underpants with one almost desperate motion. His Henley followed. Both parties. . And that got her angry too.They walked for over an hour, Helen never letting up on Duncan and what he had done. But she never released his hand.Finally by mutually but tacit agreement they turned to retrace their steps. Now she was calmer, more reasonable, more understanding of what Duncan had done and why he had acted as he had. Not once had Duncan explained his motives for looking into Gerald's activities, now Helen was explaining them to him and to herself.As they walked she grew less. As Glynda pulled up she was out of the car. ‘Hi, Bri, what’re you doing here? I was going to phone you later on, I’ve decided something.’ Bri hurried over. ‘I’ve got three thousand in my bag.’ ‘How? Where? Did you get that?’ ‘From the photographs, I went over for a shoot today, Waunarlwydd just outside Swansea. Ug, never again.’ ‘Why what happened?’ She told her the story of the session over a cup of tea, half way through Glynda took her upstairs and made a bong for the pair of them. ‘So Garry.