And one day, when Mark was vanquished and fell into hell, Desiree would pay for her betrayal along with her Master."What excites your thoughts, my hus...band?" purred Emi.I glanced at her. Her dark, angular eyes bore into my thoughts. A smile curled her lips and she nodded her head in approval, her fingers tightening on my arm. Could she read my thoughts? Or was she just guessing?"It will be wondrous to wreak vengeance on Mark and his followers," Emi purred, an orgasmic heat in her voice.. "They had been happy to accept. He'd been pleased. He'd decided what to do next and he needed to make sure that the girls weren't about to do anything that would change his plans.Bethany and the others all arrived together about 15 minutes later. Freddie had put out some wine and beer. Bethany sank down gratefully into one of Freddie's pool side chairs and tossed her leather satchel to one side. The others were busily pulling on swimming costumes under carefully managed towels, encouraged by. It was a miracle.Once, Elizabeth had asked what Elsa loved most about her. Else answered at once: “Your complexion.” And it was true: Elsa loved the skin. Because she loved it directly, her love was pure and uncompromised. And everything was good.Then, one morning, everything changed. Elizabeth’s side of the bed was cold; the skin was pale and clammy. And it didn’t move when Elsa shook her. Elsa wrapped her body around Elizabeth’s still, unmoving form, trying to coax the skin back to life. Soft. It started to bother me for some reason. I frowned. I wasn't feeling relieved at all the way I thought I'd be."Shirley, are you all right?" I don't ... I'm not sure ... STOP CONFUSING ME!"I was getting frustrated with Jim. Of course he didn't know what was going on inside my head. Neither did I. I also felt extremely confused. Did Jim do this to me? What did he do to me? What did I get myself into?"Sleep, Shirley. Sleep!"I looked at Jim, and my confusion immediately turned to anger. That was my.