" She slid across the sofa and patted the seat next to her.David, like a stage hypnotist's subject, mindlessly rose from his chair and sat alongside h...r.She swivelled towards him, a hand going to his leg."That man took me to some kind of storeroom, a linen cupboard or something. He had me out of that bikini and naked in the blink of an eye." Mrs Stone chuckled and rolled her eyes at the recollection. She squeezed David's leg high on his thigh. "His shorts came down almost as fast, Mrs Stone. And it was at a Nashville Predators hockey game that I discovered a raging hockey fan sitting with me. Who would have thought that my petit and demure PhD. candidate could be so invested in the outcome of a game? Fortunately for me, she had adopted the Predators as ‘her’ team. Fans in the stands for twenty feet on all sides of us were amused as could be at my companion as she led them in cheers for the ‘home’ team.It wasn’t until toward the end of summer when we finally decided to take a trip. Let’s get it out in the open. I, as a complete woman, could never compete with the pleasure that you find in that part of me. I have kept score. So far, every finger you’ve got, your cock, and your tongue have been in there and it’s been nice for me, too. I can’t help but be the least bit jealous, though. It’s like I’m supposed to feel lucky that I’m attached to it. You are such a troll. I let you name it because I didn’t want you to think that was all I was when you said MY name. Of course,. But instead of going to her own room, Valentine, having once gained her liberty, entered the gallery, and, opening a small door at the end of it, found herself at once in the garden.In the midst of all the strange events which had crowded one on the other, an indefinable sentiment of dread had taken possession of Valentine's mind. She expected every moment that she should see Morrel appear, pale and trembling, to forbid the signing of the contract, like the Laird of Ravenswood in "The Bride of.