“could you massage the base of my neck please” the man said with an authoritive tone.Subi stood shocked by the request, she had been told many tim...s that she would likely get requests of an unusual or sexual nature, and was told she should leave the room immediately if she felt uncomfortable.But she didn’t feel uncomfortable there was an alure about the man and his voice that she found spell bound to obey.“sorry don’t feel you have to” the man spoke again without turning aroundSilently Subi. Courts. The intrusive ‘Media.’ We judge the marriages of our friends. Our neighbors. Co-workers. Casual acquaintances. Celebrities we don’t even know.And we are always wrong. Even when we’re right, we’re wrong, because our opinions are based on inadequate information. Marriages are too complicated and too subtle. They turn over the years on words said and unsaid, tones, pauses, touches gentle or rough, welcomed or shunned, sex or lack of it, money or lack of it, gestures,. “Yeah,” Victoria said, biting her lower lip.“What about this?” Brian asked, moving up slightly and poking his tongue against her back door.“I don’t know,” Victoria said, instinctively pulling away from his probing tongue.When he grabbed her hips and held her in place as he took a gentler tact by licking instead of poking she started to loosen up a little. She still was sure if she liked it, but it didn’t feel nearly as weird and icky. If anything, it felt naughty enough that there was a little. She showed Kimberly how to use the shower and then Kimberly felt a lot better after she cleaned up and washed her hair. She then sat her down at a makeup table and showed Kimberly how to apply makeup that her mother would never have allowed. She finished up with bright red lipstick that Kimberly thought was sexy. She and Quanesha laughed and frolicked like girls do. She then fed Kimberly a small breakfast along with another dose of the spiked water which this time included an aphrodisiac.She.