By the time the last guy had been sucked dry, and I was heading towards the back room for the last time, my stomach was audibly sloshing as I walked a...ross the room in my heels, my lips were puffy, and my tongue muscles were sore. I walked into the back room and slid right into the chair, exhausted, and was sitting there with my eyes closed when I heard footsteps enter the room.'I hope I'm not disturbing you.' I heard Tom say.'Not at all,' I said 'I'm just exhausted ... and full.' I. I can tell you honestly that my desire to own you has only grown stronger. But the choice is not mine. You must choose to give yourself to me. As you know, doing so means giving up everything that you have, and giving everything you are to me. This is not a step you should take lightly, and it's not a step you should take right now. I want you to return to your life for a few days. I will be more than happy to answer any questions you have as you decide. Do you understand?" She looked at him as. My breathing grew rapid as I watched the scene play out as Tom slowly pulled her panties down her legs and then hesitating around her ankles he pulled them off the rest of the way. The crowd watched as he ran his fingers up the back of her legs and then tapped the inside of her thighs till she parted her legs. With her pussy clearly visible Tom used his fingers and traced them along her slit as it peaked out from between her legs. Girls have never turned me on, but I felt myself getting hot at. The mysterious habits of Phileas Fogg were recalled; his solitary ways, his sudden departure; and it seemed clear that, in undertaking a tour round the world on the pretext of a wager, he had had no other end in view than to elude the detectives, and throw them off his track.Chapter SixTHE circumstances under which this telegraphic dispatch about Phileas Fogg was sent were as follows:-The steamer Mongolia, belonging to the Peninsular and Oriental Company, built of iron, of two thousand eight.