. pardon," Ksenia corrected herself. "Hello, Carl. I ... hope you ... are well." Thank you, Ksenia. I hope you are well, too. Mister Sutherland, there...will be a meal waiting for you when we get home." Very good, Carl. I'll trust Bob to put the Piper away; we need to get home."Missus Griffiths must have been watching the drive, because the door opened as they approached it, #5045 in Joshua's arms, Ksenia by his side and slightly behind."Welcome home, sir." Thank you, Missus Griffiths." He. Then I pulled the hem of the top down as far as it would go and I couldn’t see my pussy, but the hem was still very close to my pussy so it would be visible to people approaching me. Of course I didn’t cross my legs, instead I spread my knees a little then took my foot that was nearest the window out of its shoe and put the foot on the seat opposite (not something that I would normally do). That opened up the gap between the top and my thighs and my pubis so there was plenty of skin, all around. Duncan, feeling her tension, set his cards face down on the table again and looked up at her. He noticed her unnatural paleness, looking as transparent as a ghost. In concern, he got up from his chair and put a hand on her shoulder as he looked across the way to the newcomer who also looked frozen in place. He didn’t look like Tessa’s type, and Duncan would know being her boyfriend for all of three years and her close friend for the two before that. The man was taller than the average man,. She would be used by six or seven men at each of the parties he had been instructed to hold over the next few days. The only proviso the Emir had made was that Zubeydeh herself should not discover where she was, or that he had not bought her. Ramzy El-Najjar had no illusions whatever as to his fate if he did not observe these two conditions. He had seen the torture room here, and had whipped Zubeydeh himself the day she arrived, as the Emir had instructed. He expected that if he failed the Emir.