Minutes passed. I was numb, inside to out. I couldn’t feel any emotion, nor pain. I couldn’t feel the brunt of the lust that I was once in. This f...eling of complete nothingness was addictive. I had to do it again and again and again. This high was all I wanted. Another few days passed. My high dragged on from day to day to day. How I managed to stay working and stay alive was puzzling. I faintly remembered the days that passed by at work where I would continually feign a little smile for my. "So when is Lyla staying the night again?" I asked."I don't know," Zoe answered. "Why?" I was just wondering. You like to spend so much time together." She'll be here for the slumber party." I forgot about that. Do you have a new date yet?" I know it's short notice, Daddy, but what about this weekend?" How many other girls are coming?" I asked."I've asked Ellie and Ava..." They were sisters and neighbors, age 16 and 14 respectively. " ... and Brooklyn and Peyton." They were 15 like Zoe and. "Marcel was still there the next day when I visited Marguerite. She wasmuch improved and actually moving about in her little house. Marceltook me aside as I was about to leave. "Madame Caradoc, I am verygrateful. If it is in my power to help you anytime, please let meknow."I shook my head and gave a faint smile. "I am sorry, Marcel. Or perhapsI should be glad that I don't need an executioner."He laughed and gave me a small bow. "Remember, any favor that I can dofor you."I gave a small shudder.. I want to knowif your roommates share women? What kind of woman wouldlet men take advantage of her that way and why wouldyou be a part of it?”“I-I… don’t know what to say to you.”“Just tell me the truth, that’s all I ask. I won’t holdit against you. I don’t know you well enough to judgeyou. I’m just interested in your answer.”“Okay, yes, there have been some wild parties at ourhouse. No woman has ever been forced to do.