He'd plan to take her to a nice little Italian restaurant downtown and for some dancing afterwards.Oh yeah I'm going to be able to dance just fine bei...g so bloated, Jolene thought.She stretched her gorgeous 5'5" body and yawned. Her shoulder length brown hair was a mess. The morning sun was peering into her window making her squint her pretty blue eyes.She got up for a nice warm shower to sooth her aching body. A cup of coffee and a bagel was her usual breakfast. She read the morning paper in. I found it interesting that she behaved like a girlfriend when she was with me, rather than just someone to screw.“I’m curious about how you act around me,” I said.“What do you mean?”“Well, you were pretty clear that we just do this for fun, but you act like a girlfriend with kisses, hand-holding, that kind of thing.”“I like the closeness. Those things all make me feel good. I don’t mean anything more by them other than I want you to fuck my brains out! Well, and you’re a friend, too!”“That. , oh my Heavens!" she exclaimed.Suddenly Mary was a blur of motion. Hatchet still clutched in a vise like grip, she ran to the shack. Hanging on the door frame, certain she had no strength to stand on her own, she shouted across the cabin's small interior. "You've got to help! Oh my Heavens, you've got to. The blood... the blood is everywhere. The poor goat's gone crazy. I can't... please. Oh please, help me. I can't even get close to it." Her words ran in an unbroken, fear-filled stream, one. Or it was Belle who was suspended inverted with a spray of orchids decoratively sprouting from her anus. Princess Karina liked her slaves to be of the best physical quality. When they were well-bred as well, so much the better. Unfortunately, few were of the calibre of Lady Isabel Dysart. Which was only to be expected. However, difficult though it was, the Princess had plans afoot to have more of this type of woman a*****ed and brought into the Harem. For how delightful it was to have such.