Things like this don't happen to a dumb blind cop..." Stop talking like that, darling," she reprimanded, brushing a finger over his lips. "You may be ...lind, but, to me, you can see everything more beautifully than anyone I've ever known. And you're anything but dumb, my lover... Besides, that's ex-cop... isn't it?"For a moment, Mark didn't answer. He hadn't been all that truthful with her, had he? In fact, his original plans had involved an entirely different use of her, not that he wouldn't. Hello, she said, her voice deeper and throatier than Karen’s. I’m Gerry, Karen’s cousin, she told me, and I understand that Karen has told you all about us. I hope that you are really OK about his, as when we play, we don’t hold back. I was hard just looking at this woman, though I’d been told that only Karen was available to me. As she finished talking, in came Karen, and the two of them stood there, a vision of loveliness and sexuality. I cleared my throat and told them that I understood. It feels like I’m wearing nothing at all,” Jenny smiled.“You both look so fucking sexy,”“We love the fucking part,” Sula grinned.“Where did you get these dresses?” He asked.“I ordered them from the USA. I would lock myself in my bedroom and put one of my dresses and dance to my music. I’d imagine dancing with my husband and he’d love my dress on me. You are the first person to ever see it on me.”“I am your husband, and I do love the dresses on each of you. I feel very honoured, and very. .........................My head spins and my stomach flips as my mind process the image on the screen in front of me. My baby, my only daughter! Her legs are spread wide, kept apart by a long metal pole and shackled at both anckles.What’s left of her pleated blue skirt is twisted around her tiny waist. Her blouse has been ripped in two and draped over her face to keep her blind. I’m only certain it’s Maize because of her strawberry blonde curls which are now in a matted halo around her.