After a few moments, she sped up her hand motion, then stopped.After a few moments, she sped up her hand motion, then stopped. After a moment, she slowly, very slowly, eased out her other arm and hand. "There," she said, looking quite pleased with herself as she stripped off the long rubber glove. "That will be her fourth orgasm since she went inside this morning- and one she won't soon forget, I imagine. So-" she looked Flora steadily in the eye, "-think you're ready for one?" "An orgasm?" interjected Jason. "No idiot," Flora shot back, "one of those." She looked nervously from Lori to Jason to the statue, and back to Lori again. "Well, actually, it does sound fun, but... well, it would be up to my, um, our, mistress." She looked down at the table, then up at Lori through lowered eyelashes- her best submissive look. Jason had to struggle to suppress his laughter. "Of course, of course," soothed Lori, "don't you worry your pretty little head about it." She smiled as a cat might smile at a bird she was planning to have for lunch. "Just give her one of my cards, won't you?" She handed Flora a plain white business card. SARCOPHAGUS INCORPORATED Lori Nielson, prop. "Thanks," Flora managed to stammer. "Yes, thanks," added Jason, "but we've really got to get going..." Flora stared fascinated over her shoulder at the cocoon, as Jason nearly dragged her away. -=O=- They walked slowly away from the Sarcophagus Incorporated table, both of them slightly dazed. After a moment, Jason broke the silence. "I guess what amazes me is that she can get away with fisting someone, right out in front of God, Freud, and everybody... I mean, what with the Spanner Case, you'd think everyone would be overly cautious." Flora wore a bemused expression on her face. "If you think about it," she replied, "she wasn't doing anything all that attention -getting. |