"Bronwyn, things have... passed between the Goddess and I. Things that I am hard-pressed to forgive." The birth rites? But you know that wasn't her." ...No, not the birth rites. It's... deeper than that." What? What is it?" Joe remained silent. "Please, Joe, don't you know how much it tears me apart to know of the problems between you. Even if I can't solve them, at least let me know what they are."Joe stayed tight-lipped for a few seconds more before saying, "Ask the Goddess." Bronwyn was about. " "As a very wealthy club with a fine upstanding membership we believe that when a person of good intent falls on hard times we should intervene." With that he pulled a ten-pound note from his pocket and set it on the desk in front of Marie. "This is yours, no matter what you decide to do. So, if you want to leave, feel free. If you wish to stay we can offer you employment and a place to call home." Marie was almost in shock, ten pounds was not enough to pay off the creditors, but it would. Are you rubbing yourself, dear?" Yes, ma'am." Good. I'm rubbing myself, too. And it feels really good. Does it feelgood for you?" You mean you're doing it, too? You're, uh . . . " Yes, darling. I'm masturbating right now as I'm talking to you. I'mreally turned on thinking about you sitting there on your bed pumpingyour hand up and down your slick cock. I can just imagine the expressionon your face. Why don't you look at my picture, if you're not doing so,and tell me if there's anything else you. I asked if she had ever posed nude. Irvana giggled and said no, not for a camera, although she had never had any problems posing nude for men. The way she said it led me to believe there had been more than a handful.I talked through the idea of the shoot, where Irvana was going to be the waitress and offer the items on the menu until she finally offered a feast of all items. She giggled and said she thought it was a cute idea. I told her about the need to keep her eyes on the dangling fob on my.