"Dinner, darling," he jokes."Stop that, now, or I slap you," Fletcher answers, not in the mood forjokes. The whole day, he struggled with his breasts,...as the dress fromyesterday hasn't allowed him to wear a bra. And now, he just wants toget over it. He wants to get rid of them, and want to be able to peewhile standing and to see his family again."Okay, no jokes, let's have some dinner before we start the plan," Jackanswers and they both go to the kitchen."Is the plan still working, or have you. And that's the problem. As any cop will tell you, the one who finds a body is always the first suspect you have to clear.I hate being stupid. I like Marina. I don't want to accuse her of being involved without a hell of a lot to evidence to back it up.But I'm not gonna dismiss her out of hand either. She could be the innocent victim, or it could go a whole lot deeper than that.I'm gonna just keep a careful eye on Marina. Which is not all that unpleasant, I have to admit.Lila comes over and sits. ”In a way, she was right. That last time when I shut my eyes and I heard Sally or Mila describe how they wanted Zoe to act, it was like I was fucking them not Zoe. In my imagination the body I was holding morphed into that of the voice I could hear.“Okay, then which of my three lovely ladies do I satisfy first?” I asked. And damn it if Mila and Sally didn’t start playing ‘rock, paper, scissors’ to see who was going to control Zoe first.Zoe handed me one of my little blue pills. “I think you are. She breathed in the scent of him as she paused inches from his lips, eyes roaming over his face, lingering on his mouth. Her breath beat out a staccato rhythm against his mouth that matched the beating of her heart. What they’d done before earlier had been easy. This was the hard part, the terrifying part. And slowly, neither knowing which had done it, the distance between them closed. Their mouths collided softly and her lips parted beneath his eagerly, offered herself to him. She tasted of.