It seemed to him that both women had been going out of their way to seek him out with the most trivial excuses imaginable only to engage him in one me...aningless conversation after another. A good example of that was Constance's current question, she was well aware of when they should arrive in Portobello. Why would she ask him about it? Well enough was enough he decided, he would get to the core of what was going on the only way he knew how.Using both hands on Constance's shoulders he turned her. It suits him better than bitterness. ‘Do you want to see the VIP-room?’ he asks. Ooh, the VIP-room! She’s almost childishly impressed with such things. ‘Yeah,’ she says. ‘I’d love to see the VIP-room.’ The VIP-room is rather small, very beautiful, and completely void of personality. There’s a huge table out of glass, resting on a frame of black iron. Each chair is made out the same black iron, and looks very uncomfortable. At one end of the room, there’s a bar cabinet made out of glass,. A hunger stirred within me, and my cock began to swell. "Now, that is appetizing, don't you agree?"Mindy blushed a deep crimson, but nodded, never taking her eyes off the screen. “Yes, Mr. Devereux. I wouldn't mind being her tonight," she mused with a longing only a true submissive could feel."Perhaps your Master will lend you to me someday."'Perhaps, Mr. Devereux. But I wouldn't get my hopes up." Ah. Such a pity, but hope springs eternal."Following Mindy's lead, I considered the captive girl. "Welcome to the family," I told her with a big hug. I couldn't help butlet my fingers caress the feathers of her folded wings."Mom," began TooTall."Shhh, I think I found someone who can help her. I researched AvianCustoms so I think I know why she was in the place where you saw her." You are not ashamed that I was disgraced, that my family will not claimme?"I curled my finger under her chin. "It is your family that is disgracedfor what they have done to you. But if we can, we will set things.