On one, a copy of Sports Illustrated rested under a dog-eared copy of Tom Clancy's Clear and Present Danger...obviously Ray's side. Atop the other nig...htstand, a romance novel by someone named Heather Graham was neatly arranged along with Stephen Covey's Seven Habits of Highly Effective People...Joy's side, reckoned John.John eased open Ray's drawer. Roy, you naughty boy, thought John. Inside were a couple of dirty novels along with a really nasty porn magazine.So Ray needs a little help in. Tiffany, the Asian business woman in a suit, and another whore who was black, looked like she was in her early twenties and had on nothing but her birthday suit. Grabbing Ophelia in a fireman’s lift Tiffany carried her into the house and brushed against Sheila as she left the house.Walking into the living room of the log cabin, Tiffany turned right into a hallway and opened the door at the end with her foot. Her heels making click clacking sounds against the stone steps, Tiffany descended into. ? The other younger woman, an associate of Ebuka’s, a stunning black lady with silky brown skin and deep brown eyes, winked at the two of them; she knew that her friend had a penchant for young girls herself.Anna went back to the house and into the room where the three cocooned young women squirmed in there confinement as they lay on a bed. Anna unzipped each one in turn; they were not permitted to see each other at this stage, and fed and watered them. After zipping the last, Anna returned to. After dinner we sat on the deck until sundown and the mosquitoes began to arrive. Joyce had brought her travel bag inside earlier and she was set up in the second bedroom after she put on some clean sheets and a pillow case. We had consumed a bottle of French red wine at and after dinner and I offered her a brandy and we sat in a couple of big old chairs by the fireplace.In the past several hours, Joyce had opened up about her time after the divorce and I could tell it was painful. She had made.