At first we were not sure as this would be at odds with our original decision to take just females but he shared with us an email which had their pict...res attached and I was a little taken aback when on seeing them Helen immediately said, “OK, what harm can it do?”As always I acceded to her wishes, so I smiled and gave my usual weak response when such decisions were required.A few days later after confirming our agreement they arrived. The coordinator had collected them from Gatwick Airport and. He was seriously distracted by a classmate named Sunna. Today was the first time he realized he was dazzled. She was far beyond pretty, she was the kind of gal who would look good in a burlap sack. She was well proportioned with a sinuous grace. To add to the glory was a thick head of braided sun-like hair, radiant enough to light up a dark room. He didn’t want to pass a note to her, that would be immature. They had no common friends that he knew of. Just as soon as the sun’s light shone. “I doubt a single glass of wine will delay my recovery,” he replied.“Good!” He poured two glasses of red and they all four went into the sitting room where Stephen read Terry’s statement.“Well done,” he said handing it to Angela to read. “However, I reckon a couple of photos would add to it.”“I’ll do them,” offered Angela.“Thank you, my love. Now further statements will be needed in due course from the proctor and the nurse. Do you know their names?”“Not the proctor’s but he said he would be. It was a silence punctuated by the sound of blows and of bodies hitting the ground and of groans as strong men exchanged grievously powerful blows. Francine pedalled unceasingly, determined to give the lady Fortescue all the cooling draughts she needed in the growing heat of a ferocious day. Her own mouth was dry, her tongue swollen and her limbs ached as she had never known them to before, but she kept up her tremendous efforts. She was no more than a machine - a lowly Slave Girl - and must.