‘This was never just about Camille, was it? Wasn’t it really about me as well?’ ‘Don’t talk,’ Camille murmured. ‘Hold me, love me.’ No...w the panties were off, and he saw the smooth pink paradise between her legs. It beckoned to some animal instinct in him. He felt the urge to fall upon her, to kiss and to worship that sweet secret part of a woman. But then he looked back into her eyes and trembled with fear. ‘You came into Camille’s heart,’ he said in slow measured tones. ‘But that was not. She had two people she cared about in this world, and Riley was one of them. The crowd had thinned considerably as the clock approached midnight and most of the supporters of the legitimate arm of Isabella’s foundation left the venue, leaving those who were interested in the Inamorata’s true purpose to continue negotiations. The real prizes of the evening were available only to the few who were privy to the operations of Innamorata and what they offered the exclusive bidders. She could see. I quickly went inside and she closed the door behind me. I hoped she was maybe going to get me something to wear or cover up with, but instead she just said, "Follow me."When she turned around, I thought I heard her giggle, but I wasn't completely sure about that.I followed her to her living room. Well, I knew the way because her flat was just the same as the one I lived in with my parents.The moment she opened the door of the living room, I heard another female voice ask, "Who was it?" My. Sally reluctantly stopped and leaned back on her heels. "Aww! I wasenjoying that." She laughed at his anguished expression and playfullypinched his nose "Come on, Daphne, you liked it, too - at first! Didn'tyou, little girl?" The cute blonde noticed the discarded panties lying onthe carpet beside him, the sodden crotch dark and moist. "What's goingon here?" Sally pointed to the wet knickers and sniggered.Helen explained, "Our little sissy got so exited while she was playing inmy panty drawer,.