. . . he stammered (he wanted to say body but changed and said) ... lips'.Mala knew she had caught him on the wrong foot but to continue the conversat...on she asked. 'What's so gorgeous about my lips? Tell me; tell me' she said, protruding her lips in front of him and smiling at him.'You have pouting lips' he said pointing his fingers at them.'You like them' she asked.'Yes, I do' saying this he touched her lips with his fingers.Mala felt his fingers bracing her lips. She was enjoying it and to. Doc kept pressing down as two more of the men joined him. Debbie’s head tilted back on the table as her eyes rolled up into her head until only the whites shown. A low deep groan emanated from deep within her wide-open mouth as the helpless woman was forcibly drained. The yellow steam slowly diminished until finally it stopped.The pressure on her belly was released as the men’s hands were removed and a she gasped in a large gulp of air. Doc said, “Now I've saved the best for last.” He. And yet she felt those pink butterflies in her stomach when she look at the note in his neat handwriting. Just two days ago she had been under his thumb, and it seemed he was going to use that power to it fullest extent, but here she was with a note from him. Staring at that piece of paper she decided to embrace the pink butterflies. The time was about 5 and she went to see what she could find in the fridge. -------When he came home he could smell food down the hallway. He took off his shoes,. It seemed strange that the two friends should react so differently, Sam encouraging pointing out that it would solve all of Christine's financial problems; Brenda so negative, always pressing the downside without out and out telling her not to do it.Christine swallowed, between them they had convinced her thatthere was a price to pay. To Brenda and Sam, who measured howgood a time they'd had by how little of it they remembered in themorning, this was no big deal but to Christine.