Rachel’s jaw opened, and her hand flew reflexively to her lips. Her mouth moved uncertainly, but for a moment no sound would come. Was it true? she asked herself confusedly. Could they—could they really intend this? They wanted the girl not just as a houseguest, a s****l plaything, a slave to their seething desires…but as an equal, a true partner in their marriage, an actual third spouse?
Well, their union was, she already had discovered to her wicked delight, most unconventional indeed. Certainly neither Dr. McEvers nor Mrs. McEvers would be restrained by mere commonplace proprieties. And the pair did dote on her, did they not? Oh, sometimes they teased and tormented the brunette excruciatingly, subjecting her to the most intimate degradations so that they could excite themselves with th
