" She spoke to him via the mirror's reflection. "You can come in, Rogue. Oh, food, you remembered, goody! Did you have some?" 'Close your mouth. Okay.... "Yes, it's delicious. Thank you." He made himself push forward and gingerly placed the plate and her drink on the vanity.Her eyes sparkled in the intense lighting of the vanity. "Are you with someone?" "No." He lied, well, after a fashion. "Me neither." You look so beautiful." She'd changed dresses. This one was more formal, but accentuated her. Partly... for what went on that day," Brad said at a more moderate volume. Ashley winced. She knew who her husband held responsible for the rest of what had happened at the hotel."I know," Ashley said softly. She took a deep breath."I've done a lot of thinking," she began slowly. "I thought about what you said about lying to you. I talked to Mom too." Okay," Brad said noncommittally."I told Mom a little about what had happened," Ashley said with a sigh. "Not the... you know... swinging stuff,. ”“You’ve were raped? Have you been to the police?”Another sniff. “Well ... I’m not sure it was rape ... really. But I was tortured.”“Tortured? Are you serious? And why wasn’t it rape? And when did it happen?”“All weekend.”“All weekend!” Wendy realised she was beginning to sound like a parrot. “Have you reported this to the police?”Sniff. “No.”“I’ll call them.”“No!”“You’ve got to.”“No!”“Why not?”“Because ... I sort of agreed to it. Anyway he’ll get me if I do anything”“Agreed to it? Don’t be. You gasped. Your body jerked involuntarily. Your breathing now ragged. I stroked you with a few more long licks before taking your clit into my mouth and sucking gently. You pressed yourself against me. Then with small flicks I teased your clit. A few more long strokes and then I started to pull and suck on your clit with my lips as I slipped two fingers deep inside your pussy. I could tell you were getting close, could feel you clenching my fingers. I began then to stroke your clit with my.