It seems that in our haste to gather our things and leave the room, she had left her bra behind. And she was only too happy to reveal that fact to me....I quickly shooed her away toward the ladies room so she could change into her new blouse. I also suggested that she go buy a new bra before meeting me in the lounge. I wondered if she bought one whether she would even bother to put it on. Probably not. I watched her walk away, the curve and shape of her hips begging me to follow. Monica had me. “You’re breathtaking” An image flashed through my mind. It was Marc. Why couldn’t be him instead? Tears started pouring down my eyes. I didn’t even realize I was crying until the guy stopped dancing. “Why are you crying?” Two seconds later out of nowhere Mark shows up, he held the guy by his shirt almost tearing it a part. “What did you do to her asshole?!” He was on the edge of hitting him, when I stopped him. “Marc don’t! This has nothing to do with him!” He drags me into a room,. Lacie knew she would die there, in her white, lifeless, sterile cell. Somewhere, somehow, Lacie, drowning in the darkness, heard a voice. ‘Live for us. Live for us, Lacie. We will find you.’ The warm tones of the gentle voice swept through her. Lacie gasped, hearing Master as he whispered to her. ‘We’re looking, Lacie. Don’t give up. We’ll find you. We’ll bring you home.’ ‘I can’t…’ Lacie murmured to the empty cell. ‘It hurts… it all hurts.’ Lacie felt gentle fingertips against her face.. More whispering between the girls, then Kay leaned over me to open the drawer of the bedside cabinet, coming back with some vibes in her hands. Two of them looked about the size of mine at home, around seven inches but the last was a monster. It looked about twelve inches long. thick and ridged.They must have decided that was too big, because they each took a normal sized one, turning them on and then exploring my body with them. They felt good almost everywhere, nipples especially reacting to.