Free Bound by Marina Anderson Page A

eyes, but managed it eventually. “Hello, Grace, I hope you like the Club,” she gasped and, like her twin she then looked at David for approval.
    “That’s better, girls,” he remarked, finally sitting down next to Grace. “The twins have been working here for almost a year now,” he explained to her. “They’ve still got a lot to learn, but they’re quick and as you can see they know how to enjoy themselves in their spare time!”
    One of them, Grace wasn’t sure which, giggled but the other didn’t. Instead she studied Grace thoughtfully. “Jeans aren’t allowed here,” she said at last.
    “Don’t be silly, Laura,” said Andrew, walking in through the door. “Grace doesn’t work here; she’s a guest. Only members and staff have to follow the rules. Visitors are free to wear what they like. Hope you like your suite,” he added, smiling at Grace. “I forgot to ask just now.”
    His smile was friendly, his tone relaxed and cheerful, and Grace realized that she really liked him. She thought he was probably a couple of years younger than David, maybe twenty-eight or twenty-nine, and he had a boyish charm about him that was very endearing.
    “It’s a beautiful suite,” she replied. “I might copy it to use in one of my plays sometime.”
    “Let’s hope your budget is a large one then,” said David dryly.
    “Is there anything you wanted, anything we’d forgotten?” Andrew continued.
    “I thought you said you were busy,” remarked David, and although his voice was smooth Grace thought he looked tense, and not particularly pleased to see Andrew again so soon.
    “I found I’d finished. David, do you fancy a swim?”
    David smiled, and relaxed again. “Great idea! You’ll be fine with the twins for company, won’t you Grace?”
    Taken by surprise, Grace didn’t feel she could object without sounding rude, although the twins’ behavior made her feel distinctly uncomfortable. “Of course,” she said, hoping she sounded more cheerful than she felt at the prospect.
    “Good, see you later then. We won’t be long.”
    “I’ll take good care of him,” promised Andrew, smiling at Grace again.
    As the door closed behind the two men, the twins disentangled themselves and sat bolt upright, side by side on the one chair, their heads tilted as they surveyed Grace with interest.
    “Are you here for dinner tonight?” asked one of them. Grace nodded.
    “As David’s guest?”
    She nodded again.
    “You must be special,” said the other twin. “He’s only ever brought two other people in all the time the Club has been open.”
    “And we’ve only seen one of those,” they chimed in unison.
    “I’m afraid I can’t tell which of you is which,” apologized Grace as she digested this interesting piece of information.
    “I’m Laura,” said the one in the pink dress. “I’ve got bigger breasts than Amy.”
    Grace couldn’t help but smile. “I’ll take your word for it!”
    The twins looked at each other in surprise.
    “You don’t have to do that!” they said in unison. “We’re meant to entertain you while the men are talking business. You can find out for yourself.” With that, Laura peeled down the top of her dress so that her large, creamy white breasts were fully exposed. Amy quickly unfastened the clip at the back of the halter neck on her dress and let the top half fall forward so that her breasts were on show as well. Then they got up and came across the room to join Grace.
    “Move over,” said Laura. “You can sit in the middle of us. I was telling the truth wasn’t I? My breasts are bigger.”
    Grace was so shocked she didn’t know how to react. She couldn’t believe this was happening to her. It was like a bad dream, except she knew she wasn’t going to escape by waking up.
    She was now sandwiched between the twins, who were both naked to the waist, and clearly expecting her to comment on their exposed breasts. She tried to speak, but her mouth had gone dry and it