I ignored their arrival as best I could and carried on deadheading the roses, as if nothing was amiss.Surprisingly – well it surprised me anyway –...sometime later, Katie called me in to the house, announcing that dinner was ready. The way she’d ignored me when it came to breakfast that day, I’d figure she’d do the same that evening. I never have been able to get my head around the way she behaved towards me that day.However, my dinner was on the kitchen table; Katie and Christine were obviously. Fresh pain laced through her as she struggled to get away, eyes bulging in pain. When he finally decided he’d had enough fun, he released her from the floor of the van and dragged her out by her hair. Still in the straight jacked, she could only stumble along. They had arrived at the state prison, and were greeted by a female, whom she supposed was the head warden. She nodded curtly as the law enforcers handed her Lora’s documents and pinched her ass before leaving. The Warden, escorted by. The furniture in the room consisted of a semicircle of couches where nine other couples lounged waiting for their arrival. A slightly older man rose from his seat and greeted them warmly. Then turning to the rest of the gathering, he spoke. "As you are all aware, we have special treat tonight. Our friend, John, has brought his latest playmate to meet us and hopefully to become a regular member of our group." "It's Alicia, isn't it?" he said smiling her way. Alicia nodded. "Well, Alicia, I'm. I mean, unless it were right you wouldn't do it, would you?"I looked queryingly at Alicia. She nodded her eager agreement to everything Wendy had said.I could not get to grips now with the implications of this; tomorrow was Monday and we all needed a good night's sleep and generous helpings of hot rampant sex. But first I had to congratulate Alicia on a wonderful performance."Thank you," she blushed with an incongruous shyness. "It was lovely once I got used to it. Just think — all those.