" But methinks you could do more with it, Cook." Cook looked down and I resolved to go over her accounts.At the end of the poor meal, I stood and gave...a little speech detailing what I expected of the women in future, the punishment system and the way the workhouse would be run. As was to be expected the punishment system caused most concern. It was of course Miss Harrington that chose to be most vociferous in her condemnation especially when I intimated that all punishments would be carried out. His sweet voice told me to leave a message. I did. I called him six more times. Over and over again. I facetimed him. No answer. I texted him. 30, 40, 50 texts. Maybe more. Who knows? No answer. Nothing. Zero. Fuck, I hope he’s not gone to confront his friends. He’s too angry right now. What have I done? I remembered that I had my husband’s location enabled on my phone. I checked and to my relief, he was at his parents’ house. Then, another jolt of fear hit me. Is he telling my in laws about. .. to let go.As any girl knows, a few ounces of alcohol sometimes can help. But -- at least in my case -- it was more than just the release of inhibitions that was at work. It was a matter of how much of my heart and soul I was willing to commit. Certainly, I'd learned a little something about how to have Good Sex, quite a while before I'd met David Hooks. There hadn't been a long parade of men who'd visited my bed, but there had been a considerable number. I was a modern woman, and I had long. ”“Room one is the master bedroom,” Lexi announced. “As tonight’s host, Kendal will be in that room with me. Room two will be Beth and Jake. The last bedroom will be Amy with Charlie, and this room with be Donna with Bob. Are there any questions?”Lexi noticed the men were looking at the women assigned to them for the first round. She could already see Jake had a bulge in his trousers. She made one more announcement. “As you probably noticed the last time we were together, forty-five minutes goes.