บททั้งหมดของ Mastering Charlotte: บทที่ 271 - บทที่ 280

JamesThe voices....".... he loves you more than his own life. Wherever he is in there, he is trying to come back to you.""You think he can hear us? You think he can hear me when I talk to him?""Yes, I'm sure he can hear you. He might not remember it later, but I'm sure he can hear you.""I'll keep reading to him then...."Who are you?.... a pale face framing green eyes....Who are you?Who am I coming back to?*****FIVE YEARS AGOChad faces his mother, pale and controlled. "You went through my room?"She pushes a plate of scones at him. "It was for the best, Chad. We know you still feel something for Jenny, after everything she put you through and....""You went through my room?" he repeats. "And you gave private information to a complete stranger without my permission?""She was only trying to help," says Mr Bennett. "Sometimes you have to listen to your parents....""I'm not a child. I am a grown man and you went through my stuff? My private belo

Richard"And besides," Michael continues, then baulks for a moment before speaking, "Richard, it's a matter of plain fact that Charlotte has always loved James more than me. He was her first and he brought me into all this, at least partly, so that Charlotte would have support as he grew older. So that she wouldn't be left bereft. That's my role in this, to support her. I wouldn't leave her alone now, even if I wanted to.""And what about you?" I ask. "Don't your feelings matter? The two of you, you and James are very close, unlikely friends though you might seem."He shrugs. "The point is that it is the Three of us. And we'll stick it out as long as there are three of us."What am I supposed to say to that?Nothing...."You think we should get her sedated?" I suggest. "At least away from here? It can't be doing her any good, seeing him like that."Arms still folded, he shakes his head, lips pressed to a stubborn line. "I don't think sedation is the answer. Whatever happe

Chad"Mrs Collier should know. She fostered her. And she might have spoken to Mr Kalkowski.""Mr Kalkowski?""Her old teacher. She really loves that old man, and trusts him too. He was the one that persuaded her to try for University." He sits forward. "Sir, Mr Kalkowski is very old. He looks ill. If.... When… you see Jenny, please tell her that.... Tell her that if she is going to write to him, or visit him, I think she needs to make it soon."The lawyer considers the young man before him, earnest, apparently sincere. "Mr Bennett, what is the nature of your continued interest in your estranged wife?""Oh, God." Chad swipes a hand through his hair. "It was my fault. It was all my fault. I just want to put things right for her. To see that Jenny has a fair chance at her new life." He looks the lawyer in the face. "Honestly, that's all I want."Mr Vincenzo measures what he sees before him.... a handsome boy, beautiful even. Graceful, well-spoken.... with what the young woman

Bech/Corby"Good morning officer…?"Corby.""Officer Corby. And what can our firm do for the City Police?"Bech offers a photograph. "We're looking for this young woman. She goes by the name of Jennifer Bennett, among others. I understand your practice is representing her in her divorce."Vincenzo regards the man in front of him without favour. He glances briefly at the photograph then returns his attention to Officer Corby. He does not speak.And he finds he agrees with what the young Mr Bennett told him. There is something about the police officer he does not care for. Mr Vincenzo has served his clients for many years and his antennae are twitching.A cloud passes over Corby's face. "Is your firm representing this woman or not?"Vincenzo sits back in his seat, behind his desk. Made of some beautifully polished dark wood and topped by green leather embossed in gold filigree, it makes a wide barrier behind the two representatives of the Law. He does not invite Corby to

JamesMichael twists at a nipple, raising a howl from her. "That's a good sound," he says as her pussy clenches around me and a groan escapes me."I like that sound," says Michael. "What about you James?"Christ, yes...."Oh, I like that sound too.""Thought so. Let's hear more of it." He reaches down to the vee of her thighs, probing in with a couple of fingers, then levels his face with hers. "This is going to hurt.... Just thought you'd like to know that."He smiles wickedly at me, a mere moment's warning before his eyes drop to point at where he has her clit between forefinger and thumb....He pinches hard and she screams and bucks, taking me with her. "That's good...." mutters Michael. "That's what we want to hear. You, screaming. Let's see if we can improve on that, shall we." His wrist twists and this time she jerks, convulses and goes into orgasm.Riding me all the way, my shaft deep inside her as her cunt pulses and clenches around me, her hips ricochet one