I'd heard of them but never used one. And next to it, the strangest toilet I've seen. It had no seat, just a hard rim.He saw my gaze. "It's called a b...det and you will learn to use it." He walked to the toilet, dropped his pants and sat. I looked on, shocked as he shat and peed right in front of me. When he was done, he wiped himself from a roll of paper mounted on the wall and flushed."Your turn, slave." Mortified, I sat on the smooth cool seat and went. I used the paper to clean myself. He. ‘That is divine Alex’ she murmured softly. Now in calling me by my Christian name we were more like a couple. ‘Just tell me as I caress you,’ I whispered. Still sat upon my lap she opened her thighs a little to allow me more access and my I felt my pulse speed up. ‘Did you sleep with Barry? I asked ‘Well not sleep exactly. But we did it just once, and that was a complete disaster.’ She paused, lurched her head backward as I continued to caress her over her jeans, then she continued, ‘ I was a. Rex howled, "Oh yes, yes, yes. Perfect timing." I wrestled the paper from Rex and found the listing: John Ford's 1633 play, “Tis a Pity She's a Whore" with curtain time, 9:00pm. I went anyway. The next day, Rex called one of his client’s office from our suite. I heard him say, “Sorry, but Ian is not at work today.” So I could have a last day with Rex. We changed the flight home to Thursday. Rex paid. We wanted to be alone, just a twosome. If Karl minded, he didn’t show it. Rex and I did. According to their, well her information now, the Mafia Don that the Company had been trying to make a deal with before the High Priest had wiped out the Company was still alive and well for some unknown reason. As far as she knew the Vascone Family was still intact and might at least give her shelter for the information she had. She might even have some leverage there, any port in a storm it seemed was preferable to none at all. Her mind made up about a destination she started planning how.