Frank pulled in another chair for her to sit next to me. (SMART BOY, EH!) She still looked hesitant always peeking around to see the others reactions....Her conservative sitting style bothered me. ‘Guys this is Gwen Hawkins from Denver.’ I started the pre-prepared speech. Well my friends know about her already. Hell the whole school is looking for the new hot mute girl. The four of them looked at her analytically. Gwen smiled a little but it was damn straight fake. Nothing like the ones which. "Well..." he remarked, "I've been a bit bolder than I might have been. Like I've been tonight, you know, approaching an attractive woman like you knowing that if you rejected me it'd be the Quentin I'm inside now who'd live with the rejection. I've been unfaithful to the several different wives and girlfriends I've had, who, after all, I didn't really know very well and didn't always like. I've often done things I can't claim to be proud of. No Groundhog Day redemption for me, I'm afraid. But. Susan has been left alone, for whatever reason. Her situation, despite pain & discomfort, excites her She has no idea of what to expect next, or when to expect it. On the far wall of this dungeon room are hooks, each neatly holding paddles, whips and even canes. The canes are long wispy lengths of cane, each has a handle wrapped with leather. And a leather strap, which apparently fits around the wrist of the user. There are also several sets of hand-cuffs hanging from other hooks, as well as. ’ Mary was filling the sink with hot water and soap, clunking glasses and dishes, ‘Good idea.’ Fletcher ambled into the library and saw Sorrel had already found something and was sitting on the big cushioned sofa reading, ‘Find something?’ Sorrel looked up, ‘Yes I did,’ she held up the book. ‘What’s that’s? Little Dorritt?’ ‘Yes, it’s one of Charles Dickens less well known pieces. I’ve never read it, but I think I’ll like it.’ Fletcher turned up his nose, ‘Dickens. Yuk!’ Sorrel smiled, ‘I know..