Or maybe the problem is that I won’t.Her silence lingered.Théo watched the procession of emotions across her face, heart aching at her despair and ...uncertainty. Lacking any sense of what words might heal either would, he instead took her face between his hands, leaned forward, and kissed her.Éowyn’s body responded as if energized by lightning. Her mouth opened and their tongues dueled. She pressed her breasts into his chest, grinding her loins against his growing tumescence, pleading without. She was also wearing herdiamond tennis bracelet and her diamond stud earrings. She smiled atherself in the mirror. She was ready for her evening with Jill.Cindy took a bottle of wine out of the refrigerator, walked across thehall and knocked on Jack's door. Jack opened the door to let her in andthen closed and locked it. They turned to face each other and in unisonsaid, "Wow, you look beautiful." Then they both burst out laughing. Cindy continued, "That really is a spectacular dress, Jill. Turn. As always she obeyed his instructions and drank plenty during the afternoon, despite knowing that she would not be allowed to use the bathroom until much later in the day. By the time she reached home that evening the pressure on her bladder was becoming unbearable, and she was waiting in her customary position - naked and on her knees - when he arrived home. She was begging for permission almost before he had closed the door behind him, but her heart sank as he ignored her pleas and stepped. Must be some kind of tributary." They call it the Tuposo," said Sheena. She was awake, sitting up on the blanket they had tossed over her. "It flows into the Lomami, and the Lomami flows into the Great River." The Congo?" asked Louie."Yes." So we've been going in the wrong direction," cried Gene. "Jesus fuckin' Christ. We've been going upstream. If we want to get to the Congo, we should be going downstream!"Louie rubbed his head. He was confused and irritated."Downstream, you will die," Sheena.