"OH! Thanks so much. Glenn will be thrilled. I showed him a picture ofyou and he thinks you're hot," she exclaimed."There is a mistake here. I meant t... say never," is what I tried to say."I'd love to meet him," is what came out.That Friday I again met with Anita at her house and again time passedquickly. I felt as if I was there no longer than an hour but when Ilooked at the clock I saw that we had been talking for nearly threehours.Saturday I shaved my legs; I usually do on Saturdays because. The face head-butted him hard, and he would have fallen back if he had not been supported by the man behind pushing his arms together behind his back, pushing him towards the face, who kicked him in his genitals.Again Ged would have crumpled forward but he was held as he was kneed in the stomach this time. He was winded, and the man behind let go and he fell to the ground.He hit his head on the ground, and partially lost consciousness. He was foggily aware of pain, sharp jabs as the assailants. “Well first you sat in a pub beer garden with your legs apart and fucked yourself with a whiskey glass while the landlord was probably pulling his cock in the office, watching you do it on the CTV.” As I whispered this blatant lie to her I noticed her breath quickening, and her shuddering start.“No. not just making me the pub porn star, I could live with that. I mean those fucking photos you took back here afterwards. “ She croaked. “Just tell me what you let that fucking Boxer dog do to me. But she's not a fucking stunner. But you like them a bit frumpy, don't you girlfriend?"Eunice blushed slightly. This was a not-so-subtle reference to the time when they were both blitzed out of it and Eunice confessed to Enid about her sex slave. A secret now shared, and somehow lessened by the sharing. When would Enid want a bit of action? Somehow, Eunice liked the exclusivity of having her own sex slave. It made her masturbatory fantasies the richer when they were realised in actuality."This.