"He opened the box, and a sparkling diamond solitaire gathered in light and turned it into a kaleidoscope.I gasped. "Oh, how beautiful, Josh!"He slipp...ed the ring on my finger. It fit perfectly. I started to kiss him, but he held up his hand."Sandy, I thought about giving you an identical ring, but... well, you couldn't wear it. Instead, I have this." He removed another jewelry box, a long slim one. "The diamond in this necklace matches the solitaire diamond in Nicole's ring. This is your. Some of the ladies are strapped down with the german shepards having their way with then and others have been graduated to cavalry stallions. Again assigned amazons whip asses and breasts to encourage compliance. She hears wails of confession from many of the ladies, but it appears the tormenters ignore all pleas. As they proceed haltenly across the yard. Other ladies in their same bound state are made to race across the yard with the loser assigned to be strung out prone from four posts and. Back to the lunch in question. I suggested that we take a table in the lounge rather than in the white-tablecloth rooms. It would be much cozier and more conducive to friendly conversation. As we made our way to the table, the ladies went ahead of us, following the maitre d'. I smiled as I saw them together. Greg's wife Megan was one of the few women who seemed tiny next to Stacie. It wasn't that she was so much shorter. In fact, I doubted if she were even an inch shorter. Megan just seemed. "Mr. Bostwick," John started, "We are fully aware of what you have been doing with your niece. Brenda here has also agreed to testify that you are an abusive person, and is prepared to show the numerous scars that you left on her body." She liked it," Barry drawled, "And that slut niece of mine is lying." Immaterial," John told him, "Brenda is willing to testify that it was rape. Furthermore, your niece isn't lying, and a jury wouldn't think so anyway. Normally, I'd just call the fucking police.