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Alice came in once she'd dressed and asked if she was dressed correctly. Like I said at the end of the previous chapter Simons behaviour had changed the mood and atmosphere of the whole sordid plan, no longer was Fiona in control of dishing out her mouth, pussy and arse; they had declared her a slut who needed to be used like one. Fiona wasn't lying either, although she's had an amazing job and earned hundreds of thousands for us at the hands of Francis Mulherne she didn't have access to her money.