I guess I'll just have to try to recognise it and snuff it out if it happens."Elizabeth looked at him for a long moment. Then she told him, quietly, "...r, you might be forced into making a decision, Stan. I hope it doesn't come to that. But what's holding this all together is you, and you'll have to look out for any antipathy between the two of them. All the time you're the sole anchor, your relationship will be vulnerable if one of your ladies falls out with the other."Stan glumly nodded. He. "We have something extra special for you. A treat, because you have been so good. Isn't that right, Mark?" An understatement, my good man," was the smiling reply.God! What now? What more could be done to me? I don't care what they do to me... my cunt is on fire! I'm going out of my mind! The lovely, drugged wife reached down between her legs and massaged her own ravaged clitoris in an effort to relieve the screaming agony swirling around deep down in her belly. I've got to be fucked! My God,. ”...Holy fuck, this woman is going to murder me.I just stared at her silently.“Are you dead?” Alison asked as she poked my forehead.“No I'm fine, just a lot to take in,” I replied.“Okay, good, let's go then.”I followed Allison to the elevator. We entered, and she tapped her phone to the button, and the light for the top floor was illuminated.“Give your phone to IT when you are settled, they will program it for you,” Allison said.I nodded.The doors opened and we walked into the hallway. There. ” “Well you look good and I’m impressed already. I know a place we can go if that’s alright by you.” “That’s great.” I replied, “Lead the way, I’m ready.” “Do you just want to go there or would you like a drink first? I know a nice place that doesn’t ask questions.” “A quick drink does sound great.” “I thought it might.” He said, smiling. The drink was perfect. It settled any nerves I had and allowed us to talk. When we were done, John made a call and then looked at me and said, “we’re good to.