She stroked the newly bald region, working her fingers into the exposed slit. Anne stood still, frozen with the humiliation of being so treated. "...nd with the felling of that last bit of shrubbery, wench, you are now bereft of your last shred of armor. You are now fully exposed, fully ours to be tormented in any, and quite possibly every, way. I always enjoy when a woman is sent to be our guest. So many ways to torture a woman. And who better to torture a woman than another woman, one who. Correct?’ I nodded again and sipped some of the water they always had nearby for me. ‘So our job, together, is to find out where that problem comes from and fix it. Right?’ I nodded. He was looking through the notes from my last visit, the visit where I’d read the phone notes in which John had suggested, somewhat indelicately I thought, that I had failed at fellatio. My little mantra of ‘failed fellatrix’ came back to me. It even somehow made me smile. ‘Failed Fellatrix Finds Failure Funny’. She silently regarded me for afew moments before addressing both of us in a stern voice."All right, I already said you could borrow my dresses. But I havesomething to say, and I need to get it off my chest right now." Thenshe turned her attention back to me."Sandy, I think you already know I'm not in favor of what you'redoing," she began.I instinctively knew I was in for a blast. "Yes, Ma'am - I know ..."She cut me off. "But I didn't realize how far you've taken this ... thisobsession of yours.. Stuff like that, causes big problems, apart from thepain it caused our family. Ever since then, I have been terrified.That's why Toni and I remain loyal and monogamous." Dorie Lou's arm was still hugging Simone's waist and she felt her husbandslacken with relief. At the post mortem of Simone's mother's murder, thepathologist had discovered she had Aids. It had come as no surprise toDorie Lou's mother for she had long realised Simone's mother was aprostitute and ever since that awful day.