You don'tthink I would help you escape the clutches of a justice that is blind tothe sufferings of those it was meant to protect? Do you believe that ...Iwould give you up that easily?"I leaned over to her and pulled her to me and kissed her sweet lips,that tasted of wine and rewarded me with such a giddy feeling of beingwanted, and loved. She clasped me to her as well and we knew that wecould count on each other no matter what the circumstances were.A thought just occurred to me. And I whispered. Two major stockholders in the companies would require more scrutiny than before. Edith had demanded special attention since her husband's death, and now she was offering to influence the other stockholders. It was obvious that she had Tom wrapped around her finger. Was that the reason Suzanne had reminded me to come to dinner on Tuesday night? Would we huddle in an effort to strategize how we would coddle Edith?The Stephen King book took my mind off of Edith, Cynthia, and the week ahead. I was. It was time. Anna changed the subliminals CD to another track, suggesting obedience rather than envy. By now, the subject had drunk what amounted to a good, solid dose of Key 509, she could see, by her state of undress, that it had taken effect. Now, it was time for the next phase. Anna got up from the chair. She picked up the phone, called Reception. Nobody answered. Anna shrugged and wandered out of the control room. All thought about her reason for being here had fled Julia. She was. " Don't be in a hurry will you, I want it to last a while."I parked the car where she directed me in the courtyard of a block of flats and opened the door for her to get out.She swung a foot out and put it on the ground, leaving the other foot in the car and her legs wide apart."Feel me Tommy, feel how fucking wet I am."I ran a hand up between her thighs and touched her slit."Fuck Belinda, you're like a swamp."She purred as I slid two fingers into her wetness and drew them out again, a long.