“OK, OK, guys. You win,” Bella Lisa finally said, wondering why she waited so long. “Send Maria in. I’ll let her help me get ready for dinner.”
She felt the cold hard edge of the knife drift down the center of her body. Luman used the tip of the knife to pop open the top button of her jeans. She shuttered and felt her thighs twitch.
“Are you sure? I really wouldn’t mind helping you to get undressed and bathing you. I’ve heard Cogworthy here gives a pretty nice massage,” Luman said.
“I’ve never had any complaints,” Cogworthy boasted.
“No, I think Mr. Williamson would prefer Maria to assist me,” giving particular emphasis to their boss’s name. “Don’t you think?”
The mention of Williamson’s name seemed to throw cold water on their desire, and like dogs on a leash, they backed off and obe
