She put a 3" wide leather strap across my back below my shoulder blades, ran it under my arms, over my shoulders and buckled it behind my head. Standi...g on the rungs of the stool, she attached a length of rope to an overhead screw eye and then tied the other end to the D ring on the strap across my back. She attached another piece of rope to the D-ring but just let it hang behind me. Now I was curious, I was certain she was going to attach it to the back of the stool to hold me down as I had. At least the Venezuelan judge had given her a nine but the other scores were a scattering of sevens and eights. Not nearly good enough. Particularly when her fellow Kenyan, Ghatoni, had scored mostly nines and that was with the same male partner as Lulu. Chilemba couldn't be blamed for failing her, although she still felt that he'd let her down slightly when his prick slipped out of her vagina at the crucial change of posture to full reverse cowgirl: her feet placed on his knees, ankles in and. I held the door for her and helped her come inside. She was still on shaky legs, so I steadied her as she walked. We went into the kitchen and I helped her sit down at the small table. I could see that she was pretty shaken up from whatever had happened. Once the coffee was ready, I poured us both a cup and brought them to the table. As I prepared her coffee for her, I didn't say anything, waiting for her to initiate the conversation. We sat there in silence for some time while Victoria calmed. We explained about the blackmail and told them not to say anything to anyone. We also told them about our concert and premiers, and our having engaged a detective agency.A day later, our entourage took the Chunnel Train from London to Paris, a three hour journey with a forty kilometer section of rail under the English Channel. By lunch time, we were in another city in another country, and by one o'clock we were rehearsing for a concert that evening in a studio a few blocks off the.