“She doesn’t like to be called that,” Alessandra says. “I gather that,” I say. Alessandra laughs. “I’m sure she told you.” “So, I ta...e it that the figure in black was you?” I ask. “Correct,” the voice in my head says. Alessandra nods her head. “And you call yourself the Black Rose?” I ask. “Correct,” the voice says again. “Will you stop talking?” I shout out. Alessandra lets out a chuckle. “It can be a bit overwhelming, but you’ll get used to it. And the Black Rose was a code name given to me. There was no chance of missing her nipples, they were as hard as any he'd ever seen.As he started to raise the cane to indicate the delicate pink protrudence Donald had a eureka moment. Without thinking he followed through on the thought and swept the cane up, striking the nipple as he passed, then bought the cane down until it was resting on the throbbing object.He held his breath waiting for some sort of response. When none was forthcoming he rolled the cane off the top off the nipple and. He becametruly terrified when he started to feel an icy hotness engulf him,causing his skin to sting and tingle. He ground his teeth together, andhissed in pleasure, "Oh...oh god, what now?"Ten minutes later Oliver was dressing in a hurry. Throwing glances overhis shoulder at Marion, who was now lying on her side and staring at himin her nude perfection."Oliver, you don't have to get dressed and leave you know. Why don't youstay?" You did something to me, you fucking bitch! I was too wacked out. I settled into his arms. He kissed my hair and absently said, as I was on the verge of sleep, ‘I love you Karen.’ I mumbled, ‘You, too,’ snuggled closer and then slipped into sleep. *** I was staring into the dark, bolted out of sleep by something. James was sitting up too. We both looked into the darkness, not saying anything, waiting, then we heard the breaking glass. I lunged for the phone, reacting more quickly than James. I was stabbing out 911 as he scrambled out of bed. He plunged into.