John snorted.Just goes to show that you’re the right guy for this. Mason praised.Yeah, I shudder to think where you’d be right now.I do too.John a...nd Hal moved as carefully as they could through the next floor. Knowing there was probably a really, really good reason why the side staircases were unguarded, he still couldn’t pass up checking them out. They were on opposite sides of the rectangle of rooms, so he was fairly certain they didn’t lead to the same place. He hoped they’d just been. “I must say that I’m very pleased at the decline in traditional, mainstream religion in the wake of Doomsday and the rise of what’s clearly emerging as the top dog sect. The weak, corrupt, stale dogmas of the past, giving way to the bold new path of the future. I’m very impressed by that. The absence of Methodists to object to your ... desecration of that local legacy of John Wesley and Francis Asbury is a rather delightful example of this turn of events. Not that Asbury or Wesley were bad. I am a sadist too…. I enjoy inflicting pain. Tell me the truthnow. Think of the pain your husband would feel if he found out that you werefucking a lover while you were saying I love You to him. Does the thought turnyou on?" "You – are – terrible." She was starting to shake. "Yes, damnyou. Yes. Yes." "What other fantasies turn you on? Tell me." He was fucking her hard now,powerful, long thrusts. "All of them. God. Yes. Rape. Torture. Burning her clit….. aaaaahhhhhhhh" Shescreamed, and they both. . ?“Oh Soppy Sylv as we call her, yes stupid. How she got the job... ?”“Don’t know but big tits for a Chinese,” Richard chuckled with a dirty laugh.“Well,” Sophie sighed softly, “I don’t work late every night, but I’m sure going to start”“Not on my behalf, you need your beauty sleep, anyway tomorrow I’m off to Strasburg, Brexit meetings you know. Be away for a time as they’re shifting me to Brussels for at least two months, so this is goodbye.”They exchanged numbers and email addies and hung.