My first weekend in England we, that is to say me and three English guys, decided to go out and party because who doesn’t party in London? We hit th... clubs hard, we couldn’t drink in most of them because they are very strict about underage drinking and we were just 18. Finally we found a club that had a bartender who was willing to give us beers for a little extra cost. That was where I met her. She was standing near a jukebox machine with a couple of her friends. She was wearing this really. “I'm happy with my choice.”And they were. The website testimonials were glowing. For all his flaws, Simon was a spectacular surgeon and even the harshest critic would struggle to find anything amiss. But it was Harley Street after all. Private healthcare and cosmetics were big money and only the most talented of surgeons could justify prices with their work. Simon was good of course but so were the surgeons at the other clinics. His secret ingredient was India. Simon knew it and her value. Grace was a fluent Parisienne now, and France was her home. Like her older sister, she exuded an understated sophistication in style, manners, and carriage. Having not seen them in almost five years, Doris almost felt like she was meeting Grace's c***dren for the first time -- such was the degree to which they had grown up and matured. Amelie, the eldest, with her fiancé by her side, was a beautiful woman in her own right; Margot, the middle c***d, and in her mid-twenties, was equally lovely.. " He turned his attentions towards Ella, pushing her down so she was laying face down on the floor of the cell. He kicked her legs apart and then crouched peering closely at her backside. The bruising around her arse showed she was being used from behind as much as in front. "How often is the 18 year old one being fucked?"Rick picked up the clipboard used to record punishments and rapes of the cell's occupants from the hook beside the door. "This one?" he said, pointing at Beth. "Three times so.