She held her steady, until she regained control of her limbs. Diana was just lying on the window ledge, sobbing quietly after her orgasm. Outside in t...e dark garden, was a man sitting on a branch of a tree that gave him an unobstructed view of the window. His name was Charlie, he was one of Diana’s lovers and he owned a video camera. He had just taken a video of the future CEO, of an Oil Empire worth billions. It showed her stark naked, fucking a woman’s cunt and then buggering her. From the. "Fuck that bitch Pam",i thought to myself,she got me noticing them in the first place and now I was getting all turned on and I just knew that nothing was going to happen and I'd probably end up wanking at home in bed over the bitches.Fuck,and I downed the last of my pint.I wanted another one and to give fat Pam a piece of my mind but I was well aware of the bulge in my trousers and didn't dare stand up until it had gone away.I watched the shite news on the T.V,something about a bombing. He did. He won. I am amazed at how I have accumulated these bones without dying of the diseases that come, when they come. I made it through the STD era. I made it through the AIDS era. I was not entirely unscathed. I had two abortions. Those tiny skeletons are buried in another part of the closet. One I refuse to open, one I refuse to remember. The bones of their fathers are buried in there as well. One father I didn’t know. The only time we spoke was at his arraignment. He was my rapist,. Dr. Arts knows they havespecial and exclusive access to treatment material for subject 11-11.Everything's set. Anonymity. Security. Timeline. Care plan. Nothing'sleft to chance." Dina spoke with authority."Ah, lassie, that's where you're mistaken," Ells said with an amusedtwinkle in his eye. "In my experience *everything* is left to chance."* * * * *The sound of tinkling bells drew Colin's attention to one of the storageunits down the line which had its door rolled up.A large swarm of sparkly.