The piano accompaniment was magnificent and the audience grew quieter and quieter. I will swear on Edwin’s eyes that Asim’s lip wobbled, although ...e later denied it, and Oleg had his mouth open from the second stanza onward. I guess the song hits you hard if you’ve never heard it before and even if you don’t speak French, ‘Ne me quitte pas’ is easily understood. These were educated people, so most of them probably understood almost every word.After the final ‘Ne me quitte pas’, Audio Guy killed. She thought for a minute. She asked herself could she do it. After finishing the last of the dishes she went out into the lobby. It was a nice hotel she decided. The man's words filtered back through her mind. She made her decision. Stepping over to the elevators she got in and pushed the button for the 7th floor. She was filled with anxiety and her stomach was in knots. When the elevator stopped, she got off and headed for room 720. When she reached it, she stood there for a couple of minutes. ‘Hmm?’ said Isabelle, unsure if Samantha meant her. ‘Well?’ Samantha asked again, Colette leaning a little closer. ‘Who? Me? With whom?’ asked Isabelle. ‘Yes, you. With him.’ ‘Him?’ Isabelle wondered, then came the obvious answer. ‘What? With Jean!? I couldn’t! I mean, I don’t even know if he likes me all that much!’ Colette chuckled while Samantha looked suspiciously at Isabelle. ‘Jean, eh? You already got that close?’ Isabelle realised her mistake and sighed. ‘Something happened a short while. “Now watch what I and my girl are going to do to your slave wife.” I made the wife bend over the bed and in my bag I pulled out a strap on dildo. I ordered my girl to put it on. It was a long one and looked just like my huge cock, (I through that in for my own admiration), Anyway, she had it strapped on and I made the wife put her hands behind her and open her vagina so that the dildo could find it’s target. “Now slave girl, jam that thing into that slut before you”…..The husband was about.