The door opened once more and Ms. Chandler said, "I will be back in a moment, stay where you are and keep quiet."The breath I'd been holding escaped n...oisily as I heard her walk away and my body quivered as the tension was released.I looked across to the girl stood next to me; Natasha appeared ashen and when I leant forward slightly to see beyond her I saw Kirsty stood silently with her head bowed. Natasha looked at me wide eyed and opened her mouth to speak.I shook my head firmly, we'd been. Those women have been compromised.Meanwhile, most of the money and political power still rests in men'shands. Women toil away, as unappreciated and under-served as we everwere."Allison nodded. It felt like she was listening to the most bizarre sermonever, yet she couldn't deny the truth in her words. She wasn't surewhether to be terrified or amused by the mocha skinned nun in latex."And you're going to change all that? How?"Jessica chuckled. "That would be spoiling the surprise, wouldn't. “Go on.” I assumed there was more. “Then I wanted to go out to my truck and get my tool bag. I could just picture you tied spread eagle to the island in the kitchen. Completely helpless, looking up at me while I used my favorite tiny flogger all over your tits and your pussy.” This time I blinked, but managed not to look away. “And?” Surely we were done with the whole whipping the pussy thing. “Then I wanted to play with your ass, your pussy and your clit using toys, fingers, mouth and teeth. She drew ‘garden’, ‘massage’, ‘wedding’ and Ryan, who sat as quietly and impassively as he had done all night. Jayne had the penultimate go. She picked out ‘car’, ‘striptease’, ‘radio’ and the name of Laurent, who smiled shyly as his name was read out. That just left the hostess, and by process of elimination they knew he partner would be Terry. Her words were ‘boat’, ‘behind’, and ‘hair’, and for show she drew out Terry’s name from the bag. ‘Ah, my favourite!’ she gushed. ‘Right, let’s have.