”“Damn,” said Julia,looking most disappointed. “Where is she then?”“That I don’t exactly know. It seems she had a minor heart-attack whi...e on the treadmill, or it may have been the crank. Anyway, since she could obviously not undergo that sort of thing in future - and survive, they disposed of her.”“Disposed?”“Sold,” said Quentin. “To some slave-trading set up. She’ll be in some rich bastard’s harem by now, you don’t get heart-attacks working your arse.”“I hope not,” smiled Julia. “If you do,. I moaned out as one of his hands slipped between my legs and began rubbing my pussy.Jeff released my tits and turned the shower off. He then told my to lie down in the tub. I hesitated, watching as he grabbed my shaving cream and a razor. He stepped back and sat on the edge. I finally relented, sitting on my ass and then laying back. He smiled as he squirted the cream into his hand and then moved it towards my pussy. Embarrassment crept up again. I hadn't shaved or trimmed down there in a very. If you want to leave then, that's fine by me."Michael didn't believe Quince for a second. It had taken a few weeks to discover what really went on at Quince Biochemicals, after Michael had started working there. Under the cover of the company, Quince had been distributing stolen drugs and chemicals around the country. Quince avoided illegal drugs like cocaine, and concentrated on controlled, but legal, substances. When Michael had made the mistake of confronting Quince, he had been threatened.. I didn’t mind, given what had happened last night.The day was spent doing stuff around the house for a while, cleaning, tidying, gardening. I was surprised how willing the girls were to get into this. They really wanted to get things as good as possible for when the two grandparents came back. I offered to leave, but they (and, by message, granny) seemed to feel I was still useful. I fixed the gate, adjusted the garage doors. I actually enjoyed the bits of handiwork I was doing; and not only.