Blaine withdrew his c**k then ripped the ginger root from Nicole’s ass. And with that the evening came to an end. By now Julie was exhausted and her memory of what followed was somewhat foggy. Mrs. Fletcher and Alisha released her from the suspension bar and uncuffed her. Blaine put his arm around her and led her upstairs. She saw Slater carrying a tired Nicole in his arms. Back in the entrance hall the faithful Ethel handed them their coats.
On the ride home, Slater in back sat in the middle with Nicole face down over his lap, sparing her the further pain of sitting. Blaine left them off at Slater’s apartment then drove home. For once he violated his own rules by taking Julie through the front door—she was, after all, still wearing her coat. In a further and quite surprising dispensation
