We need to get going. We’ve got to stop at your apartment so you can get your transcript for my friend Tom to review, and I think there are some ot...her things you should take. I’ve also made an appointment with my friend Julie to get a private showing for you so you can select some new underclothes for your role as Tom’s slave.”“You’re assuming he’ll have me.” Susan said, looking doubtful.“Why wouldn’t he?” Michelle asked. “If he’s a friend of Master’s he’ll probably jump at the chance.” . .. did something to his mind! He seems fine, but he can’t remember anything. Not a damn thing!”The ancient Gangrel gave a quiet sigh, and turned over his shoulder to look at her. “Is he alright?”“What? Yeah, yeah he’s alright. He’s fine I think, but who the fuck knows what Julias did to his brain! I didn’t know he’d gotten that strong. He’s ... that’s dangerous. That’s so fucking dangerous, Garry! The fuck am I supposed to do if he can just-”“Julias isn’t Viktor. He’s not strong enough to do. It was gentle, delicious and confident of what the recipient desired. Distracted by the pleasure, by the closeness, Diana stopped thinking and began doing. She put her hand on her lover’s cheek and slid it lightly up and down the graceful neck.Genevieve purred her encouragement and snuggled deeper into her boss, arching her back like the most privileged housecat. Diana dropped her hands to the sides of Genevieve’s breasts. Her fingers crept towards their center and made tantalizing circles. I pushed the few magazines and newspapers off the chest that sat in the middle of the room, sending them into a heap near the radiator under the window. Once it was clear I told Fiona to sit astride it facing me. Gez was sat about 3ft away on the sofa to Fiona's right as you looked at her. The chest was about eighteen inches high and about two feet wide; when Fiona was comfortable and astride the chest her feet were pretty much flat on the floor either side the chest. From where I was standing.