"And I stuck my foot firmly into my mouth, yet again," the Queen responded, "and from your research, you can probably tell me several properties of sp...rm that I've never even heard of."Selina, giggling, bounced to her feet and put her arms around the Queen's midsection. "One day I shall be an adult and you and the other women will openly discuss sex in my presence. I just hope I will have something to contribute to the discussions then."As Diana turned to leave, "My Queen, there is one. ’ Oh, that voice! It sent a shiver through Mitch’s body. Clearly, this was a wrong number. There was no other explanation. No girl had ever called Mitch’s number and used that deep, throaty, sensuous type of voice. Who was she? And who was the lucky guy who had spent this great night with her last night? Mitch had lost all hope of ever having a night like that with anyone. He had been married once, but it ended very badly. Mitch had what were referred to as performance problems. It wasn’t a. Victor smiled. "Renthri'massra." Kethr'quixla nox'thrissa orgos ron'yenqua!" rose the chant once more.Melinda gasped, her eyes wide. Heather drew in her breath and trembled. Diane let out a slow, husky sigh, her eyes half-lidded. Debby's eyes widened as she felt the pressure against her mind, just as from Diane earlier, only far stronger. Her mind felt as if it were squeezed in a vise. She sensed what Victor and his cult were trying to do. She pretended to squirm and squeezed her thighs. She turned, opened the door and tugged on Brenda's leash leading her down the hall. Brenda could see that Mistress J was wearing a garter belt under her corset. There were 6 garter straps holding up the stockings on each of her legs. Each garter strap split at the bottom and had two snaps attached to the tops of her stockings. The garter straps looked like upside down Y's. The back of Mistress J's corset had a one inch gap held together by the black crisscross laces. The laces were tied in.