I won’t take your time telling you about what Ffion and I talked about on skype, as you are dying to know how she gets on when I am away. Suffice to...say that she now knows everything but at the time I was so ashamed at how much I enjoyed my time with Liz, I kept some of the details, including the overnight stay, firmly to myself. Ffion’s story … You have to remember that I knew only a part of Zara’s story after I returned from my business trip. Good enough for me was that she had gone through. "Tom," Jen continued. "Tell her which lipstick you want."Oh God! This was so embarrassing! "I... I don't know," he muttered."Well," the salesgirl began. "We have quite a number of differentshades." He was looking at that sample over here," Jen chimed in. "It's such anice color."The girl stepped down the counter to see which one Jen was referringto. "Ahh. This is a very nice color. Let me see if I can find it."Tom glared at Jen while the girl went off to look. "Can't we go now?"he. ‘This is what you really miss. Isn’t it? Isn’t it?’ He said as he tugged at my hair with one hand and pulled at my hip with the other. ‘Yes, baby. I couldn’t stop…. uhhhh…. thinking about…….. that………. cock.’ I gasped out. Aleem pulled my hair sideways to slightly face him and moved his cheek next to mine as he hissed out ‘You’d have taken any cock, bitch. Any cock would have suited you fine, wouldn’t it have? Wouldn’t it have, cockslut?’ His tone was scary but at the same time arousing sending. ‘No matter. Do you know The Regal?’ ‘Opposite the music shop? Yes, I know it.’ ‘I’ll be there tomorrow night from 8.’ ‘I’m not sure this –’ ‘No decisions now. You know when. You know where. You have until then to decide to be there.’ There was that self–assured tone again. ‘For now though, I’ve got to go. Goodnight.’ ‘Er…Goodnight.’ There’s a click and the line goes dead. For a moment she’s too stunned to notice she’s still holding the phone to her ear. When she does notice, she feels.