I guess that during the ritual, Robin’s hands joined Jenni’s at fingering my wife’s pleasure valley. Katy was wet enough that they enjoyed one m...re round, then another as they waited for their ride-share to a motel.The ride-share was not Uber like Katy thought, it was Gerta. Apparently a number of female drivers organized a local service going to and from Lyon-esss and a few similar clubs. The service only dealt with a select group. They were very accommodating and Robin loved the special. We’re about to remove your tongue. That will be quite the treat, I think. That way, you can’t scream when we sever your hands and forearms. The calves, dick, and tongue, though, that will be good enough for supper tonight.“We’ll take more for tomorrow’s dinner, of course. Now, Lori Ann, Mom, Kyra, Van, and Cheyenne ... what wine goes best with long pig, do you think?” Jake laughed evilly.Eugene looked on in utter horror at his own fate that was sealed ... he was to be eaten and he had no hope. An ideal target, no real social group, kept herself to herself, quite a private person." And now we know why!" Freddie snapped.Elly looked at him as much as to say, "That won't help." I suppose if we'd had more time for research we might have found something but, for heaven's sake, he's living as 'Penny' twenty four seven. I'm not convinced that a few more days' surveillance would have made any difference. It's a lesson to learn though." Mmm," said Freddie, abstracted. "And Harry? No one. I looked forward to his words with excitement – and tonight as I lay alone in my bed my thoughts turned to ‘that story’, the one I had enjoyed the most.As I lay in the dark and recounted his words, as if on autopilot my hand travelled over the red silk of my skimpy night slip to my breast. My hardened nipple needed little encouragement from my fingers, my mind had begun the work for me, and my body tensed as I squeezed it hard, and recounted his story in my mind:-************************Ali’s.