"Will you tell the pack?"He reached up to stroke my hair, "Yes. Marsh will spread the word that we're having a pack meeting here tomorrow night. While...I don't believe there's any chance the Council will convict me, I won't keep the possibility of it from the pack. They need to know what's going on and that Marsh will be assuming control of the pack while we're out of town." Did I hear you say that Noelle will be going, too?" Yes, Noelle had planned on going all along. Her brother is a second in. I pinch again, watching the look in youreyes, and then once more- this time much harder and without stopping. Your facescrews up and your hands struggle to reach down, but they are fixed behind yourhead. Your knees bend and you start to sink to the floor, but I order you tostand up. ? "You're weak-you should be able to stand more pain than that. I thought you were a good slutbut I guess you need a bit of work." I let go of your nipples and walkback to the bed, returning with a pair of butterfly. “You don’t have to,” I said plainly. Our staring contest lasted almost a full minute before Liz blinked first.“Fine,” she said. “But I’m not going to ... disavow you. So, you need to make that a part of whatever you have in mind.”“I really didn’t expect you to,” I admitted. “So I’ll tread lightly. Do you think we can get the other four in one place at one time?”“Yes,” Liz said. “It shouldn’t be too difficult. They’re all in Miami right now.”“Really?” I asked.“The summer swimsuit season starts. Adrian and I picked up the quilts and towels and tidied the flat, while the girls went over the cooking to check that they hadn't forgotten anything for their dinner party.We had rather a narrow escape with the coffee - as Adrian was getting his grandmother's old electric percolator down from the top of the cupboard, he suddenly realised that they hadn't actually got any coffee to be percolated.With only minutes to spare before the food shops Saturday closing time of two o'clock, he dashed out.