Stephanie called down to tell Gillian she was changing and for her to help herself to a drink. Looking around the apartment, Gillian made herself a Ma...rtini and then sat in a big armchair, then sipped her drink."Would you like a drink, Stephanie?" Gillian shouted."Yes, please. Bourbon on the rocks," came the reply.Gillian made the drink when Stephanie walked into the room. She was wearing white trousers fitting her tightly and a short blouse tied above her waist, leaving her midriff bare.. "Wonderful, isn't it, Louise?" Louise Reardon looked up at me as her hand stroked back and forth. My head was reeling. First we were caught fucking by my mother's best friend, now the same woman was jacking my cock. "I can't believe I'm doing this. My god, seeing you two, watching and all, you two looked so wonderful there at the edge of the pool, making love, oh, now this." "Why don't you stay, Louise, perhaps Noah would like to have us both? He's quite a virile young man. Noah?" She was. I turn from him to face the grimy wall and rise up onto my knees. In this position, with my forehead resting on the cool stone I can see very little. There is not much light in the cell, nor is there much to see. My sight is therefore not the sense upon which I rely upon since I was locked away and forgotten. Down in the dungeons of Castle Grendle, one must rely upon one’s hearing for information and after so many months I have developed a most acute audio perception. Thus, I do not need to see. Eventually our day came and we stood before one of North Carolina’s favorite sons, Franklin Graham.“Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today to join in Holy Matrimony these two loving individuals. Jennifer and Thomas have consented to be forever known as Mr. and Mrs. Jennifer and Thomas Morrison. If anyone sees fit to tell why these two should not be thusly joined, speak now, or forever hold your peace...”Jennifer looked exquisite in her white wedding gown. Polly had spent the last three.