CHAPTER NINE
During the weeks that followed the Livingstons' arrival, Jocelyn found herself each evening in a state of almost continual s****l excitement. She made no pretense with herself any more. The constant erotic stimuli which bombarded her from each side of her pleasure room, both couples f*****g and sucking in their separate bedrooms often at the same time, made her come to grips with herself as being far too s*x-loving to pretend any longer she could be a good girl. Robin had promised her she would not really be happy until she accepted herself as a beautiful but definitely dirty girl. She was hooked on s*x, with a cunt burning to come, capable of getting and giving pleasures of a high order of sensual intensity, provided she surrendered her pretensions and fully accepted the pur
