At first I thought I had dodged this particular bullet. ‘Maybe I did not excrete the pheromone through my hands’, I thought, ‘or maybe they’r... immune.’ I noticed that Aleska was squirming a bit as she sat next to me, causing her skirt to ride up and flashing lots of thigh. I thought nothing of it until I saw the lace tops of Aleska’s thigh hi stockings. I stared. She smiled and I felt her hand touch my thigh. ‘Gribble Grock!’ I yelped. Donna stared. ‘Excuse me?’ I faked a cough. ‘Sorry…. I. Though the last three strokes were delivered with aplomb by Elaine, I did not ejaculate and felt almost cheated.The women applauded as I was left tearful and broken, the pulsing of my cock on the padded leather matched by that of my sore arse. I was allowed just a few moments to recover before my leash was tugged and I was led to the bed by Elaine. I was made to lay face down and the women sat around the edge of the bed, admiring Elaine’s handiwork; my arse glowing. A tub of antiseptic cold. I’m very close to my kids who both live on the West Coast and I have an amiable relationship with my ex-wife. Now it’s just me, my puppies and my writing.’ Jack paused then continued, he wanted Maggie to know him. He wanted to know her. ‘I like a good cigar occasionally and am very partial to full, rich, deep and complex California Zinfandels with a few remarkable Cabernets thrown in. I have no criminal record and am not involved with anyone…haven’t been since I can’t remember when. I live. Monte Cristo shook it coldly, according to his invariable practice. "Here I am, dear count." Welcome home again." I arrived an hour since." From Dieppe?" No, from Treport." Indeed?" And I have come at once to see you." That is extremely kind of you," said Monte Cristo with a tone of perfect indifference."And what is the news?" You should not ask a stranger, a foreigner, for news." I know it, but in asking for news, I mean, have you done anything for me?" Had you commissioned me?" said Monte.