Chapter Four
Mrs. Fenwick pauses from her narrative. She picks up the phone on her desk.
“Let’s get some tea and biscuits, shall we.”
She politely but firmly speaks one of her many languages to someone on the other end of the line. Then she arises, opens the slim middle drawer of the desk and grasps a cord. There is a small loop on one end.
“That was a seminal event in my life. Before that afternoon most if not all of my s****l experiences had been with Monique, learning how to give a woman pleasure and to graciously accept the same in return.”
As she speaks she approaches Henry, docilely hanging by his neck and impaled rectum. He remains erect, though it has been nearly an hour since the nurse moved away the stool. Her right hand moves under his scrotum with the straight end of the c
