She glanced down at the frozen image on her laptop screen. Caroline on her stomach, with the woman’s face hovering over her arched and naked backsid.... Caroline knew her cash flow analysis had been on her desk when he fucked her there. She had drifted to sleep and he disappeared. That’s the game he was playing? That’s why he videotaped her and the woman? And the anger finally exploded out of her. ‘Mr. St. Pierre’s analysis of Azura’s cash flow only tells half the story,’ Caroline interjected.. He tried to do this once a week, but didn't always manage it. There always seemed to be an excuse for having a drink.Sunday Week 1On the second day in Batemans Bay, he set off in his 4WD exploring around Batehaven and Tomakin, before finishing up at Mogo, an historic gold mining village. Here he went to the privately owned zoo that had won the Regional Attraction Award in the South Coast Awards for Excellence in Tourism many times. The zoo caters for endangered species and participates in. "Wow, but, wait. You said all males wore some belt! Is that worn outsidehis clothes?" "Oh, (giggle) I forgot. Inmates don't wear clothes at Gardbrook Prison!" "Never?" "Oh no, it's a combination of reasons, for security and humiliation andof course, " she held up the genital collar "(smile) easy access!" More feminine laughter! The hostess's eyes widened at that. "So your'e going to demonstrate how to attach that now?" "If you like!" "Yes, go ahead!" "Okay, I don't know if. Isabelle came back more than ten minutes later, a little longer than I was expecting, especially for an unnecessary rest stop. For the first time in a long, long while, I saw Isabelle smiling. She returned to her seat next to me, and after a few moments opened her purse and hauled out her all-time favorite Lion beanie-baby to hug."Lumpkins?" I whispered. "I thought you forgot and left him at home..." Yes... Well, she's here now..." Isabelle whispered back with a smile."She?" I whispered..