You do not know the half of what she made me do. Permit me to join your crew and I shall happily whore for them, at your orders.’ ‘You wish to joi... my crew.’ Jacqueline’s golden brows rose. ‘An interesting proposition indeed.’ ‘I’m for it!’ someone in the crowd yelled, and was immediately seconded by several other voices. ‘Whatever you require of me.’ Marie’s eyes met Jacqueline’s frankly. ‘Anything at all, for your men … or for you, if that’s to your liking.’ ‘We’ll start with the men,’. Her body says, “Take me.”I sigh like an unbeliever.Her sex says, “Fuck me.”Still longer, she waits.Finally, she makes her move and I believe.With confidence she lowers her arms, as if surrendering this battle. However, I know better—she always wins the war. Her heart is a force of nature, complex, but awe-inspiring. This is no mere woman. This is the mystery—the eternal feminine—and she’s dangerous.Her hands meet. Fingers entwine like fangs. A perfect fit. Head tilts. Eyes captivate. Shoulders. It was so beautiful ... What I wouldn't give to suck it," Dayna sighed dramatically."Dayna!" Brandi hissed. "That's my brother!" I'm sorry, I can't help it. Your little brother's got a beautiful dick. I'm so jealous of Dawn right now. I haven't gotten laid in three months and she's got access to that weapon whenever she wants!" What? You're not getting enough orgasms on this trip between the two of us?" Brandi whined."You guys are great. But that's the point; you're not actually 'guys'. And. ." Now, Sarah," Harry interrupted. "I think you'll look good in the pillory. You ought to oblige the Emir."Sarah still looked uncomfortable but agreed and walked across to it. She was about to lift the bar that would lock her head and wrists in place when the Emir stopped her."Say, what's your name, why don't you take that jacket off, give us all a better view." Sarah looked across at Harry but if she was expecting him to intervene she was disappointed. He just nodded. The blouse she was.