"Don't worry, though, I've got it all worked out." How?" he asked."It's like this: Janet is going to dump you and tell everyone it's because you're so... bad in bed. You won't contradict this story." I won't?" No, you won't. If anyone asks you, you'll admit it. You can keep fucking Steph if you want, but you'll have to keep it secret for at least a couple of months." Oh," he said weakly. "OK." Tell me, did you cheat on Janet with anyone else?" Umm, well, yeah. There was..."I waved a hand. "Spare. No one had been arrested for the murder of Nora MacSween - so DI MacIntosh wouldn't link that crime to Miller and there was no trail to Gavin.Fiona sat in the stands at Edinburgh's Meadowbank Olympic pool with her mother and father, nervously anticipating Gavin's race. He was down to compete in a 200m backstroke event and she had a particular reason for naming this event her favourite.Ever since the day Gavin had come to her rescue she had tried to make a point of coming to support him at the. Suddenly, she felt a tug on her hair and pressure on her anus simultaneously, and then the recognition...it was an anal hook. She had seen pictures, but had never experienced this before. She was trying to figure out whether she liked it while he attached the hook to the length of rope trailing down from her hair. The hook was not painful to her but she was keenly aware of its presence. It occurred to her that this was just another way for him to immobilize her. If her head were to start. Which he later explained was to capture me in a naturally semi-shocked . I then posed for what must have been 50 shots, in all kinds of positions. Legs crossed, bending away from the camera, bending towards the camera, crawling, messing up my hair etcHe then sat me on the studio couch, gently pushed my knees apart asked me to lean forward, and took a few pictures with him lying on the floor. For these pictures, I felt my nipples harden, and hoped he wouldn’t notice.But he did.Cheekly he.