“No, I would die.”
“Then obey, Mrs. Ryan, obey.” Madam Khe crossed to the bed, motioning for Kathy to follow. “Crawl,” she said. As the Chinese woman shrugged off her gown and lay back against the pillows, Kathy crawled to the bed and knelt beside it. “I want to see your breasts. Hold them out to me.” Kathy lifted her breasts and leaned against the bed. Madam Khe examined them closely. Immediately, Kathy’s n*****s stiffened. “Ahh, yes, aroused so easily, Mrs. Ryan,” Madam Khe smiled. Kathy blushed. “Mr. Satomi was right,” Madam Khe continued. “You have exquisite n*****s. The aureoles are smooth as satin and such a lovely pale pink. Your n*****s are the same delicate shade, and they are unusually long, Mrs. Ryan.” Madam Khe extended her hands and with her pointed fingernails gently pulled
