"Come and sit at the table and have something to eat it will give youstrength."As I sat and ate, Charley explained how at the party they had given me ...slow acting drug which would hasten the effects of the drink till I wouldfaint. They had then taken me out to a private ambulance parked out theback and then off to London Docks where a boat took me to Holland. ThereI'd had the operations and had been flown out all bandaged up so no onecould see who I was to Jamaica where I'd been placed on. Maximillia still didn’t know if what she was getting into was a wise decision. Frankly, she didn’t know what she was getting into. It was a pure mystery. She was sailing over the crest of a wave into uncharted territory. She’d heard stories about the Bruisers and seen their tags polluting the walls of shops all around the worst parts of Mandra Bay, but they were a largely mythic phenomenon. The few times she saw Bruisers was when a micro-cell of them was loitering around a street side cafeteria. Eddie pushed her off again and she rode around the yard some more, gaining confidence. While she was riding, she glanced over at Eddie and felt a rush of warmth. He was being so good to her. Before this, she had been worried about why he was helping her, how much she owed him, but this feeling was something different entirely. She felt as though she just wanted to go over and run into him again, just so that he'd catch her, and she could get into his arms again.This was a new feeling, and Sarah. D would bend to my will. She would succumb to my animal lust. I would have her. I would make her mine. D spoke. “That was fantasy. That was online talk. It’s not real. It’s a dream. I am not going to let you treat me like some slut or some whore. I am not going to let you seduce me to break my marital vows. You may think you know me, but you don’t know ….” D’s voice was cut off mid-sentence as I pushed a finger into her bald pussy. She was dripping wet, and her mouth opened wide as she released.