I feel I’ve let you and the company down. I might actually be halfway in love with her.’ He bowed his head. ‘I did warn you. She can get under y...ur skin’ ‘I know. The one thing I have left to try is to add her to my story file.’ He sighed. ‘What are you talking about?’ ‘I have a small file of writings about women I’ve fallen for, usually without them knowing. It provides a sort of alternative universe, where ‘happy ever after’ lives.’ ‘What sort of writing?’ The Captain asked darkly. ‘Oh!. Mike reached under the bed and produced two vibrators. He tested them and saw that both vibrated. He stimulated first the slut's gash then mine. Then he ordered us to fuck each other with the vibrators. We did as mike said and carrassed and kissed each other. Sometimes Mike joined in the fun other times he stood at the foot of the bed and pleasured himself.Then Mike fucked the slut hard with me still carassing her. Then Mike fucked me hard with the slut still carassing me.Then Mike decided it. I wasn't expecting this!" He took her hand, kissed it, held it between his own. "My apologies, I cannot help but kiss the hand of a stunning woman. My name is Victor Harrelman. Let me introduce you to another stunning woman, my wife, Theresa." Welcome to La Maison Sensuelle, our home here in Switzerland," the older silver-and-black haired woman offered."Th-thanks. I ... Gene mentioned meeting you, he spoke warmly of it." Ah yes, warmly. It was a rather warm night, was it not, my dear?"Victor. . Quentin thought of Julia. Still toiling in that arid, hot pool. Now nearing exhaustion. Tough, very tough. But a slave was a slave... and could expect such treatment. Possibly, by then she had passed out. Then for certain sure she would get a whipping from Melissa.Yes... the relationship between those two was most interesting. Once they had been slaves alongside each other, Melissa the senior in slavery, as a matter of fact. Now Melissa held the whip hand, how appalling that must be for.