Her pathetic grip on his wrist was weakening.? He had effectively shattered all of her resistance and now it was time to deliver the ultimate humiliat...on.? "I said, fucking SWALLOW IT, CUM SLUT!" And he squeezed her neck even harder.? ? When the new wave of pain hit Daria, she had no choice but to relax her hips and chest. She felt her arms fall listlessly away from Chris's wrist until they hung limply by her sides.? She heard herself issue the feeblest of moans, as her mind finally realized. Ackroyd knows a psychological battle when he sees one and so far he has won four rounds before the main match has really started: arriving unexpectedly, forcing the Professor to stop what she was doing, gaining admittance to her office and making her accede to the basics of hospitality. That's a good start, for him at least.Angela resumes, politely, "I'm sorry, you rather caught me unawares. Is there anything I can do to help?"Perhaps if she is polite she can get rid of him quickly?Ackroyd. He was beginning to get a queasy feeling in his stomach. He out ranked everyone at the table and expected an answer.“Come on…surely someone has heard something about this mysterious Dr. Constance McLemore,” Ben pleaded. He didn’t want to pull, but he would if it became necessary.Finally a young female Lieutenant spoke up and said, “I understand she is a very beautiful woman in her early to mid thirties.”“Okay…that’s a start. What else have you heard about her?”“I heard she graduated at the top. Well one thing led to another and without really realising John had told Dom all about his fantasy and the reaction he had on his wife by calling her a slut.John was still none the wiser as to how; but apparently he had given Dom his home address and an invite round for that night; when he realised what he had done; John panicked as to how Gloria would take it. John decided to be honest with Gloria and tell her exactly what had happened even if he could not remember how he had got to that.