I just can't wait to get back to normal!"Mrs Travers tut-tutted over Gwendoline's back and reapplied the preparations which the rain had partly washed... off her."I know you're an extremely brave young woman, but you MUST give that back a chance for the next day or two - you really must!"Mr O'Toole nodded his agreement and observed that it was a monstrous thing to have marred such loveliness - to say nothing of the agony she must have suffered."I'd like to take a whip to that scoundrel myself", he. "And you are married as well." he continued"Yes sir I am," Valerie was being humiliated again to all those watching, this she knew."Tell me slut does your husband know you're here." No sir not yet but I think he will." Valerie replied with head held low again."Well Valerie shall we see what they think of you,"Valerie saw dozens of derogatory remarks flowing up the screen. Fucking dirty bitch whore deserves all she gets, hope to see her finger that cunt for us in a bit. Just total trash bet her. She rose and opened the shutter, standing in the window, then throwing it ajar to let in the heat, the humidity, and the smells of Haiti. She felt a soft breeze move her long blonde hair, caress the soft flesh of her tits with their stiff nipples, and her ardent pussy. Tonight would be the big Jujuvoire, in which the griska would bless all who came. The tangia would flow freely. Angelique had used these events to make money from admissions, from fees for her favors. But Renee would make tonight. “Your mind is constantly in the gutter Dillon,” Theodore replied, shaking his head in disbelief. There was a moment’s silence as he spotted the objects of both their affections enter the room. Leaning forward onto Dillon’s desk, Theodore spoke again in a low, hushed tone, so that only Dillon could hear: “But things might be different by the end of the day.”Jumping, Dillon looked at him in shock. “Well that was an instant change in mood?!” He mused as he sat straight down and watched as the.