Did he say pool, she went to look, it was hardly an Olympic size but it was a plunge pool that was in the sunroom obviously tacked on at the back of t...e bungalow some time ago.He laughed at her c***dlike smile when she saw it, he pointed to a stairwell tucked in the corner of the sunroom, down there is the dungeon; he chuckled and threw her the keys. She was down the steps in a flash, all thought of tea gone from her mind.The little door opened silently into a room of cave like proportions, the. Nick got up to shake our hands which seemed like a funny formal greeting for what we were about to do.“Here, have a glass of wine!” he said in a friendly manner, handing us two glasses of wine he had just poured.We made some small talk and got to know each other a bit. They seemed far less nervous than Adam and I. I was pleasantly surprised at how handsome and easy going Nick was. He was tall and athletic with dark hair, probably Italian or Hispanic - I couldn't tell right away. Tiffany made me. "--- "Don't you think, God created it for a reason?" Yes. To be abused and fucked" she thought to herself.--- "You think Mr Harrison would like to see ..."--- "Yes. You said you were taught to respect men."--- "Yes, Father. I was." --- she said in a voice of panic.--- "Then you should be prepared to show men what they want to see." --- he said, pausing to let it sink in.Lilly felt weird, standing in front of this man, who was sitting comfortably in a chair, and reprimanding her. Because of her. If you want, we can leave this until later.”“Uh, yeah, let’s leave it until later.”He turned around and stared out the window again. If he reminded Libby of their pledge, how would she take it? Maybe he could smooth the way by suggesting a threesome, with Cynthia, of course, so she wouldn’t feel left out. He could even suggest that she might want to find another man, just for kicks. Diversion was all he wanted with Cynthia, after all. No, that probably wouldn’t work. She rarely looked at other.