Avoiding the salacious details, she let Sandy know what had happened. Sandy was less than amused.“You are so full of it, Rachel. You wait till I�...�m gone and then you bonk our two friends. Hey, where they any good? I hope not. You bitch!”Rachel knew the message was steeped in sarcasm and partially in jealousy. Her response was a simple smiley face emoticon. Rachel finished washing up, put on her clothes, and applied some make-up. She went out to the living room and found Max and Jason. He squinted, blocking out the light and made his way to the freezer. Opening it, he immediately spotted the half empty tub. Curiously enough, there was another object beside it. A large white popsicle. Even through his narrowly opened eyes, he could not recognize it to be of any flavour he knew. He reached inside and pulled it out. It was cold and completely white. Lines of water melted off the sides and dripped to the floor. He observed it minutely in front of his face before letting the tip. Your own house has only been abandoned for a few weeks, and the only way to tell was by the long grass and the weeds that grew in the garden. The house is three stories high, plus it has a very large basement, and looks like a mix between a mansion and an ordinary house. The walls painted with a dark orange and the frames are painted in white, as is the door. The house lies relatively isolated on a piece of expensive property with a view over the fjord and a large garden. By the door hung a. The Host had told of a birthday orgy involving a current top film star, the Theatre Company Manager of her oral exploits with a famous actor and the Director of how the ‘wife of Bath’, with her daughter, had seduced a whole management team. Chapter Nine: The Government Minister’s tale: The Husband’s Revenge Following the tale of the Wife of Bath, Emma and Bill had left the other guests to their own devices, whilst they went up to Emma’s bedroom. ‘Don’t worry,’ he assured her. ‘Group sex worship.