Sometimes, just sometimes I also wondered about The Prince, how he was doing and who with. I was glad he wasn’t at the house on the day we girls were rescued, he might have been hurt and I would not have wanted that to happen. His methods for getting women were decidedly unconventional but for him I supposed the ends justified the means and sex with him was to be honest pretty fantastic, although I would never tell Stephen that. I suspected that now his lair was uncovered he’d just set up somewhere else and more girls would go missing, lucky bitches, he was after all a bloody good fuck.