I guess it was the intense humiliation. He actuallyseemed to escape into infantilism. Under ordinary circumstances, thatkind of delusion wouldn't have...been healthy. But in this case, it wasjust what the doctor ordered, so to speak. Misha stopped talking at all,except, of course, to utter baby-talk. I think she may have actuallylost the ability to speak. She stopped walking?after all, where is thereshe can walk to??and contented herself to crawl or be carried. Mark willnever go back to what he. But surprisingly cosy with him, I got up and switched off the telly, climbed into the futon and sunk into the sheets. It was too dark to see each other, so I kept my eyes open, looking into the blank space where he was. Listening to the sound of his slow, peaceful breathing, I wasn’t expecting much, and turned over. For about five minutes, I lay still. Just lying there with him was enough to make my heartbeat irregularly fast and I even wondered at the fact that he couldn’t hear it, it thumped. ‘Go on, Enrique,’ Rob said. ‘Fuck her, and be sure you do a good job of it.’ ‘Oh, I will,’ Enrique said. He looked at Eva, and pointed at the floor. ‘Get on your hands and knees.’ She obeyed at once, raising her backside in the air. Rob and Constance had a clear view of her cunny, black hair curling around pouting red lips, until Enrique knelt behind Eva and brought the head of his cock to bear. The sight, or the slick pressure of Rob’s fingers and cock, drove Constance over the edge. She. Two more days went by, we left Seattle for Oakland, and still no translator. Turns out the club was looking for somebody in Baltimore, figuring that a local man would be best, since he'd be home for half of the season with the club. But Japanese interpreters were in pretty short supply in Baltimore. They were trying the universities and calling around.I thought they might have better luck in nearby Washington, D.C., but nobody was asking me for advice.I was smiling at Nomura a lot, and trying.