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..” said Julia, after Julia, after quite a prolonged silence.“Go ahead then,” smiled Quentin.“I... I realise I am now your s-slave, Mater,” said Julia, in that same dry hesitant voice, “and... and... I will do anything you ask of me... anything... I have been trained to it...”“I know that,” nodded Quentin, “So?”Julia’s once haughty features crumpled, tears burst out of her eyes. “But... M-Master...” she sobbed, “f-for... mmmff... p-pity sake... mmmfff... mmmff... take me off this... ddreadful ship...!” The desperation in Julia’s voice transferred itself to her body. Suddenly she flung herself forward, clasping Quentin’s ankles, grovelling before him as she kissed his feet. “I... beg you, Master! Ooooh... I beg you... I implore you, Master... take me anywhere... mmfff... mmff... keep me anywhere... but. mmmfff... but not on this a-awful ship...”Quentin made no comment about Julia altering her posture without permission. It was simply Heaven to have her down there, kissing his feet and. The girl blew my mind, and I knew she would from all of the texting, messaging and talking we did on the phone for the past several months. Now was the time, I couldn't hold back in acting out the scenarios I had been playing in my head for the past year.I walked up behind her, put a hand on each of her shoulders and massaged them gently. She stiffened at first, but then loosened up as I rubbed her shoulders. She turned her head this way and that and moaned low but audibly."Mmm...that feels so good..." she said.I pulled her hair off of the left side of her neck and kissed her neck gently. Seeing as she wasn't complaining, I kissed her throat passionately, pressing my lips against her lily flesh. I licked her neck, and when she moaned again I slid my right hand around her shoulder to caress her face, her cheeks, her mouth. My left hand found its way down to the left side of the hem of the tee shirt and I raised her shirt up a little, feeling her belly, her navel. She opened her lips.
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“I saw the car outside.” Jack followed Maria into the living room. Valentina was sitting on the couch, Diego was sitting at the wet bar holding a glass of dark liquid, and another college-age man was in an armchair. That must be Julio, thought Jack. Two women in pantsuits were seated in armchairs next to the couch. Jack followed Maria to the couch and sat down next to her.“This is Detective Velez and Detective Smith. They are here to tell us the latest on the hotel massacre,” said Maria.“That’s not exactly accurate,” said Velez. Both women were cast from the same mold, late thirties, somewhat heavyset, and very world-weary. “Who are you?” she asked.Jack smiled. “I’m Jack Winfield.” He reached across the coffee table and shook their hands in turn, and in the instant he did so, understood the two women instantly. They were trying to avoid showing it, but they were completely stumped by the massacre. They were facing a total lack of understanding about what had happened and realized that.

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