' 'What are you talking about?' I said, although my tongue didn't respond the way I wanted to and a lot of the words were slurred and almost inaudi...ble. 'Why don't you help me?' He asked. He wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me closer and then he pressed my hands against the cloth and made it seem as if I was the one drugging Alina. 'No.' I said trying to get away, but I was still feeling quite impaired and uncoordinated and he was strong and in control of me. He kept me in. . because I can't see any reason a sane man wouldn't want you all the time!" Looking back, Helene started acting more distant about that time but I was so wrapped up in the Charos deal I hardly noticed. Christ... the New Years party! Brian was there and I know he danced with her at least once. She seemed very quiet after that and then she got drunk, which was very unusual for her and she took me home and... well I guess tried to show me what I was missing... or what I was going to miss from. She fanned them out for me to pick one."Don't look, just put it face down and tell me if it's red or black."Well, it was fifty-fifty, right? So I said, "red."She turned it over and it was the seven of spades as they both grinned."Well, looks like you lose, Ben. We get to see him again next Saturday it looks like," as she nodded to my cock."It looks that way. I always pay my bets."With that I finished up the cleaning that was left and left for home with a cock that was aching and needing great. It was Betty who came up with what she--and her clients--hoped would bethe solution to what they'd come to refer to as "the Panther problem,"and, more and more, celebrity rags began to hint at a "huge secret" thatthe "Sapphic singers" were "hiding" from their "devoted followers."Columnists wondered whether it was "fair of the pair to withhold fromtheir fans whatever deep, dark secret they harbored," and some writersdemanded that they "care enough to share" this secret, whatever it was,with.