“How delightful!” She was spunaround again, and lay on her back. Hands worked theirway across her body, pinching and twisting her breasts....s she gasped at the sensation, she was smacked on herstomach and told; “NO TALKING!”The hands continued to work across her torso, inchingslowly down to her shaved pussy. Suddenly she feltsomething cold and metallic clamp down on her clit. Hepain caused little stars to explode in front of hercovered eyes. In spite of the earlier. As they were leaving the bar I whispered to Joe, “Shall Ileave the room for you tonight?”Joe replied with, “No, come in and join us.”I couldn’t believe he’d said that, I thought that the redhaired woman would turn on him and smack his head in forsaying that. But as I watched her face, waiting for anexpression of anger, she just smiled at me, and said,“Well, are you coming?” Joe put his arm around her andput his other arm around me and said in his. They passed through the gates andwalked toward the water. There were individualbuildings, barracks, surrounded with barbed wire. Tuula held Peter's hand. "It's spooky, like aWorld War Two concentration camp." "Yes," said their guide, "it is very important thatthe workers do not smuggle diamonds out of thecamp, so it is necessary to restrict their movements." "Where is the actual mine? I expected to seeholes in the ground." "Ah, you didn't understand. We mine. My son Michael will be directing and producing the massive musical LES MISÉRABLES during the new upcoming school year.”That’s my cue to look down to my orchestra.“However, tonight is all about ANNIE.”We started the overture, to applause from a full house of 1,400. The violins, clarinets, and the trumpets never sounded better.The orphans were lit as they lay on the large bed set on rollers and the show began... (Awaking from a dream and crying out)MOLLYMama! Mama! Mommy!PEPPER (Sitting up)Shut.