At one time or another, I'd fantasized about each of the women in our party. They each turn me on in one way or another and I couldn't help but stroke... myself in the morning as I lay in bed and thought of them."Since you suggested it," I began, "why don't you start us off, Michelle?"With that sexy twinkle in her eye, she looked at Dave, "Truth or Dare?" Truth," he responded, still unsure exactly where this game was going to end up and not wanting to be the first to have to do something. He stopped fighting and laid still, soon he could see his parents again and all the pain would leave him for good.“Kota, let him go. We can’t afford to cover up yet another death. Do you realize how much it cost us to cover his parents death as a state execution? And the further cost of disposing of Mero’s body after he decided to grow a conscience? Besides, even if you were to kill him, could you not do it after we have had our turn? I haven’t had any since last week.”“The little shit bit me!. No one was ever allowed to the upper floor of the house. I entered her bedroom knowing that I would be battered with questions when I met up with the boys in the evening. So I took the time to observe everything I could. Her wardrobe was open and I went up to it and looked in, letting my fingers run over the clothes that hung from hangers. As I did so, I took deep breaths, taking in the wonderful aromas of the woman who dominated my fantasies at night. Then I moved to the attached bathroom and. Yes, London's most prominent businessmen and politicians all scurry to the safety of the Ganymede Club to drop all strictures of society and indulge in passions still held as illegal in Victorian society.The club credo is that such bonds of fraternity are unbreakable. The scandal that would ensue if the public ever got wind of what went on behind those doors would rock the country to its core. The clubs power and influence spreads far enough to make the masons look like a book club. The.