3When Harry picked up the phone three hours later, Kate sounded out of breath.
“How’s Alfred?” he asked.
“As nasty as ever. But Carly got the worst of it.”
“Care to share, babygirl?”
“No, Master. No time. And no stomach for it.”
“Tell me, girl. That’s not a request.”
“Very well. Alfred needed a team effort to get him hard, and then I got the duty while Andreas sodomized me, and your girlfriend Carlotta was faux-r***d by Kruger and several magnificent field hands.”
“And Didi and the others?”
“That Danish architect creature and Deirdre are still in bed. Samantha was doing me from below. I left out the maids. Satisfied?”
Harry laughed. “Not without videos. More importantly, was Alfred happy? That’s what counts, babygirl.”
“Ecstatic. I was disappointed he couldn’t give me enough of a
