Vera didn’t want more, she wanted the pain to end, that was the message her brain was sending, but that message was getting weaker, instead her body... was screaming at her, her stomach churning. Meekly she nodded her head.“See gentlemen,” H said, “we will now move on to the finale, then you gentlemen can have the pleasure of the ladies for yourselves.”Felix appeared in front of her again, this time he attached the rope on her tits to two ropes hanging from the frame. He then released the straps. This just looks fishy to me.? ?Atthe same time,? she continued thinking aloud, ?Oscar's bimbo, his lieutenant'sundercover girlfriend, a cocaine party-girl-housewife and her girlfriend, andtwo agents in an undercover surveillance mission all turn up missing. It justdoesn't make sense.? Another unproved connection to the demise of the largestcrack and prostitution ring in Miami also bothered her. ?Next Guy Brent, histrophy wife, his mistress sisters, and three key thugs disappear along withmost. ’ ‘But…but…’ She had a sort of panicked look on her face. She wanted to let me, but she knew she wasn’t allowed. *Relax sweetness. Go and get your boss and we’ll get it sorted out.* ‘Okay…I guess.’ She gave me an uncertain smile, handed me a menu, and told me she would be right back. She walked off to the left, and I walked to the right, across a walkway that crossed over the bottom floor and seated myself towards the back of the atrium where the shadows were deepest. It didn’t take long. A. Mistress Arsenijevi? scolds the class, "sissies! More sewing, lessyakking, this is not a social hour." You don't have to tell me twice. Ihead over and see my latest masterpiece.'There's my pretty.' My dress for the big dance next week. Okay, I wentnuts. I went over the top, and you know what? Go big or go home. I lovefashion and I love dressmaking. This dress is a ballroom gown in seafoamand yes the ruffled spiral pattern organza skirt is puffed out to thepoint where I can barely get it through.