In a few seconds, Janet had me flipped over onto my back, and I was the lucky girl getting eaten on the Persian rug in front of everyone. I was lighth...aded from the intensity of the sex I had just been through, and the coke. Some guy came over and began to beat off two inches from my face. I knew what he wanted, guys are never subtle that way. I had been trying to come myself before I did anything else, and sweet Janet was touching my spot and I was getting close. Like most women, I usually. But am I Jacqueline? she wonders. Am I? She knows the answer. As the present goes forward she will still know it. Yes, Jacqueline. You are. But not just Jacqueline, not anymore. Her masters have seen to that. Taiyiha. I am Taiyiha. She moves a bit, unable to help herself. She feels the tightness betweenher buttocks, the lace there, drawn tight, pulled intimately against her. Thissensation is both familiar and not, the tiny frills, the ruffles of her thongpanties. Pretty. She knows pretty, knows. I didn’t know if she was expecting anyone.“It’s probably Henri,” she said casually, “He doesn’t think about calling upfront. He just shows up.”Elise answered the Parlophone and pressed the door opener to let him in.--I had heard about Henri, but I’d never seen him before. He was tall, with light brown hair and blue eyes, and was built like a rugby player. I immediately felt intimidated by his presence. His grin when he entered the apartment exuded confidence.--“Hi Darling,” he said to Elise,. "Let's go into the main part of the library, there's some people there waiting to see you." "What do you mean, you pervert," said Jane, as she followed Tom out of the carol and into the main section of the library where about ten people were sitting their awaiting her arrival. As Jane came into view, she was greeted by the hoots, hollers, and whistles of the men and women there. "It worked!," said Sam, another member of the library staff," I can't believe that that stuff really worked!" "I'll.