And yet...And yet...A tiny smile tugged at one corner of Victor's mouth. "You know, Gina, I can read people very well."Gina shifted in her seat. "You ...an?" Yes. And I can sense that you have something else on your mind."(use your own judgment)"You can tell me," said Victor, leaning forward, his voice dropping to a soft and intimate tone. "You can always tell me."Gina felt pressed, like weights laid against her from all directions at once. Yes, she could tell him, couldn't she? He could be. ”Char said, “Yeah that would have been nice.”“I apologize to both of you but I needed to get out of here and work some things out and Tony was nice enough to take me to his place. I love both of you but I really needed to know where his head was at after some of the things I saw yesterday.”Jessica said, “Why whatever could that have been? Was it the time his cock was buried in my ass, when he fucked my amazing tits or was it something else?”I walked over to the couch and set next to Jessica. .. being made to give their bodies in whatever way was demanded. Incredible to think of it. Frightening. Belle almost shuddered. She was now conscious of the increased weight of the chair. The effort to support it was considerable greater. It simply had to be made. And complete immobility maintained. Did her Highness know, Belle wondered, that the slave-girl who had been used to clean her was now helping to support her chair? It was most, most unlikely, Belle considered. It would be absurd of. Let me seeif you can grasp what these people have in common: Jennifer, Carol,Sheryl, Flavia, Penny, and of course the tramp Irina. Can you find acommon thread that unites these people? What do you suppose all theseindividuals have in common? I assume based on the plodding idiocy withwhich you have ruined our lives, you will not be able to determine thison your own, so I will tell you. These are all females. There is nolatent homosexuality within my husband, and if things do not.