Emma saw Imogen and mouthed, soundlessly, "help! Help!"That's when Imogen saw the black string, probably part of Emma's bikini, around Emma's neck lik... a tight black rope, right under the chin. Emma was being strangled."Shit! NO!" Imogen screamed. The water was up to her knees now. She slammed the water off in panic, but the water flow did not stop. She flipped and twisted the handle, but nothing happened.The photographer pushed Emma forward and slammed the little blonde into the shower door.. Jane leaned over to D and whispered probably thinking I wouldn't hear, "How can she not see it?"D smiled and looked over at me and then gave Jane a knowing look to which Jane rolled her eyes and continued where she had left off, "Anyway that's only secondary, they run around making the rest of us feel like garbage for what? Not having as much power as them? It's just silly." Agreed, but it's just the way things are," D replied, "No one said life was fair."We finished off our meals in relative. His memories returning; a blur of blondes and breasts flashed through his mind. “Wow, must’ve been really good for you too. I think I might have to dump my son and get with you,” Stephanie kissed his chest.“Just kidding,” She rose, sitting on the edge of the bed, stretching. “But you and I will have sex again. Your mother’s in the bathtub.”Joshua watched Stephanie leave. When she opened the bedroom door, he caught a glimpsed of another nude housemate, Tiffanie, laughing and running away. "I came here to see blonde meat a-fucking! You promised!"The mood amongst the men changed as many seemed in agreement."Friends ... friends..." started Tinga smoothly, "The blonde is the main course! These sluts are merely first course! Second for those who had that," he added indicating the girl swinging from the ceiling.This placated the big man who sat down.Once he had done so Tinga turned to the girls on the stage."OK Sluts!" he roared, "Strip!"After a moment's hesitation the black and then.