"You're not sure I know are you?" she looked up at him. "Believe me I know what you did. I know everything you did. I can see it written in your face ...but I have more proof." Linda reached over to the table on her right and pulled up a piece of paper and a pile of photographs. "Let me see here," she looked down at the piece of paper, "do you want me to read them all off?"Alex fell to the floor, his legs giving out. He felt bad enough about what had happened, but how did she know? He felt his. He was carrying a tray laden with food and she settledback onto the bed with a sigh of contentment. Breakfastin bed! He pulled back the covers with one hand,precariously balanced tray, and cuddled up next to her.On the tray were all sorts of goodies: hot chocolatefor her and coffee for him, croissants, cut fruit,sausages and (to her bewildered amusement) a bottle ofmaple syrup. She looked up into his face, meaning to ask him whatthey’d need the syrup for, but the look in his eyessilenced. 'So will you take them off or shall I rip them off?'The circle of females moved closer, from where I was sitting his back was to me, and Sandra moved up to him, and faced him off.'Put your hands on my shoulders', she spoke softly, and when he complied, another girl just in front of me moved in behind him and pulled his pants, and underpants to his ankles.His knees buckled slightly, but the chorus of whistles went up from those looking at him frontally, they were looking at him and the girls. They looked like theywere made of velvet. Tabby placed her hands at her waist and cocked herhips to one side. My dick leaned to one side, as well! "Well?" Sheasked."Oh my god," I said. "Turn around."Tabitha complied, offering me a breathtaking view of her mostly-bare assand the backs of her legs. Then she faced me again. "This can all beyours, Gregory, if the price is right!" We both laughed at that. Shesauntered over to her dressing table and sat on the stool. "I'll justput my face on and then.