At least they had been given private rooms and didn’t have to share them like he had seen on a television movie that had all the jurors being stalke... by an assassin right on the jury as well.It didn’t seem possible that there would be a killer on this jury pool because everybody seemed so lacking in deviousness that Ralph was bored to death just listening to their chatter.He was thankful for Gloria because she gave him the level of comfort he needed to get through the entire dreary affair. He. Not that day or that next, or the day after. Leila didn’t know what to do. She didn’t want to tell anyone, not even her closest friends. She didn’t want to tell Ace. She was too ashamed and too forlorn. Two days after her husband left her, Ace called her. She was at work and unable to concentrate, barely getting anything done. She didn’t want to talk to him, she blamed him for ruining her life. She thought she had it all under control, but Ace, that bastard, had excited her too much, excited. She gets whistles and I get winks, fair trade.She doesn’t mind staying a blonde and we go out twice a week, at least. I am often stopped for an autograph, or a picture.With the end of the school year coming along, we were planning on heading off to Nebraska to spend some time with the rest of the family.T-Rox mentioning the Indiana Pacers gave me the idea to travel north for a few days, before going off to see everyone else.Together, we made our plans.Back in 2016, the NBA had announced. Her face registered shock but Drusilla was already holding up her fingers to Joyce's eyes, moving them in tiny, hypnotic circles."Believe in me," Joyce followed the movement of her fingertips slavishly. Drusilla's voice was commanding yet soothing. She turned her fingers back towards her own eyes. "Be in me!"The change was subtle yet palpable. Joyce blinked once then that was it. She submitted to Drusilla's thrall wordlessly, without a moment's struggle. She was Dru's utter slave within.