It had been his duty to turn the proud Francine into a submissive Slave, craving for more pain and more humiliation. And he had done his job well. For...Francine DID want pain and she DID want to be ever more comprehensively humbled. Tharg had beaten it into her. It was a measure of how far Francine had still to travel along the road that led to total submission to the Mighty Lady Fortescue that she could glory in his destruction. She forced herself to even greater efforts and caused her poor. Allowing him the freedom to willingly share his pecker with other women - at a sex club - would be quite difficult. If he met a woman and they had a one night stand, that was one thing - "H10" was another. Jack wasn't ready to give H10 up completely ... and monogamy was NOT an option - at least for now. Not only was H10 still in play ... he coveted tit fucking Charlie's giant torpedoes! Even if he considered leaving H10 ... he was prepared to give excuses as to why it was okay for him to attend. I knew she would be going to see Harry and I knew exactly where they would be.I paid the driver with the twenty dollars my mom had left me, and I walked nonchalantly to the soda machine while I looked around for my mom’s car. I knew this was the place because I had overheard Harry in the locker room say that he had a room reserved in this motel for Friday night. I looked two or three times at every car in the parking lot and I could not spot my mom’s car. Maybe I was wrong and had jumped to. “Want to see how I’ve fixed up Josefina?”Rachael had made a matching shawl and skirt, red and white, for Josefina from Argentina, a county with good printing presses, according to her uncle. “What they wear when they go to the plaza.”I’d never noticed Rachael’s bra straps this much.“Goo-goo eyes,” she grinned.“What!”“The blue make-up, they wear when they tango. I’m going to do it to Josefina. Know how to tango?”No, but lasI said, dolls are a way to learn about foreign countries.That night I.