“Not exactly, no. On the way home she asked me what 69 was. It was something else that the other girls had been talking about during the camp. I exp...ained it to her and she got all excited. 'Mum! Let's do that tonight? Please?' Well after all the sex that I'd had with John and you, I felt that it would be hypocritical to refuse her.”“So? How was it?”“Surprisingly good! I did to her everything that I had learnt from eating you and being eaten by John. Wendy imitated me or maybe she was. " You're sorry? Be off with you, you vulgar girl! It's already a badenough day without my having to see your pouting face." Sorry miss." Gladys withdrew."And don't go far!" called Ann after her. "I need you to start packingmy things in a moment if we're to catch the morning train. We're goinghome today."She gazed listlessly down at the breakfast before her, barely onlymouthing the word "home" as she repeated it.Then in a sudden rage she hurled the tray off her legs and sent itcrashing. " Five." I gasped for breath. I could smell the distinct odor of cooking meat. Mysweet little bitch didn't deserved this. " Six." ... Her head drooped, her feet stilled, and her breathing slowed. Thank god,she fainted. Richard's hand was steady as he continued counting to ten. He pulled thecooling brand away. It hissed when he set it back in the glowing coals. I felta sudden chill of dread. He placed an ice bag over the burn and fixed it in place with surgical tape.He gently removed the ball. ”“Be the good martyr sent to prison?”“Yeah.” She broke the hug. “You have until tomorrow morning. Sleep on it.”I snorted. “Like that's happening.”“I know.”My women were waiting for me outside the conference room, Pam and Melody in the lead. My blonde sister-wife stared at me and her face tightened. She was a lawyer, too. She knew what this was about. Pam stared at me with such concern. The other women had worry on their faces.“Will talk at home,” I said, slipping into them.Alicia forced herself.