?I will call the police,? she said with trembling voice and retreated into the house. ?What are you going to tell them? Who is going to listen to you..., little slut? ? Laura said, stepping over the threshold. Allison clenched her fists and felt a wave of anger rising inside her, blinding her common sense. ?He loves me. He wants to get divorce and marry me,? she said. Laura’s eyes darkened, her arms dropped limply to her sides. It this moment, she looked like a robot whose power had been. On the way I am being talked dirty to and my ass has been getting squeezed and played with. His fingers are pushing on my hole and making circular movements. I feel greasy fingers being pushed into my hole. As Tommy puts me down I am being bent over what I thought was the Bed. But then I notice I am looking at the Bed. This is some sort of padded thing. I can feel his very large very fat finger deep in my ASS. Telling my not to try and move or he will Rip my ASS open. My legs are tied to these. Have everyone there. But permission?”“I’ll talk to Victoria,” Joe said.“Liv will be there,” Linton nodded.“We can grab the motorbikes and meet you at the harbor,” Joe suggested.“Leland can pick up people after the shoot,” said Jonny. Leland owned the film equipment.“How long will it be?” Joe asked.“A couple hours.”“I’ll go talk to Victoria, then round up people.”Victoria and Charlie sat together at the dining room table. Close but not touching. Friends.“I was thinking of shooting on the Mary. .”In her nightmares, Kendry dreamt Margo threw open Chorale South for a great Thanksgiving party, inviting any and all of Society to come. When she awoke, she was sweat-soaked, and after a quick shower hunted down Madam Grimes, finding her in the kitchen where Margo was enjoying a cup of coffee, Radhika kneeling by her side.“Madam, please tell me we’re not holding a big party here on Thanksgiving?”Margo looked up at Kendry, and smiled.“No, we’re not. We are holding court at Dominique’s the next.