"Margie grimaced angrily, her face reddening."Aunt Margaret! These two are no more royalty than I am the queen! Howcould you even begin to think..." B...llix!" Margie growled abruptly."Pardon?" Alex and I chorused."Pure rubbish! I consider myself quite accomplished at identifying one'scharacter and you two seem too humble to be anything but true royalty!You see...only true royalty has the ability to captivate and enthralltheir subjects without the need to subjugate or demean. Humility is thetrue. Was he that much better than me? Is he so good that what I have is beneath him? Is that why I’m allowed to keep her? Eric was a man I loved though. Not a homosexual sort of love, I didn’t want to kiss him anymore than I want to kill him. Hell I think I might enjoy killing him when all is said and done but that is just because I get like that when I’m frustrated. Like now as I look frantically around the alley for anything that would make a good weapon and settle on a nice two by four half. "I just had the feeling that Bonnie might fall to pieces with you around." If she had, I would have been ready to pick up the pieces." Can I fix you another scotch?" One more," I said, "And then I have to leave."I walked over to the sideboard with her and helped her fix the drinks. She asked, "Why don't you stay all night with me, Lincoln?"I picked up my fresh drink and took a good sip. Then I told her, "Don't tempt me." That's what I'm trying to do," she said softly.After we'd taken our drinks. The disgust that plays over her face, the absolute loathing in her eyes as she kneels in front of me to suck my cock. The hatred displayed for me when she opens her legs for me makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. The contempt in her voice when she says, "Okay damn you, go ahead and fuck me" sends a tingle through my loins. But the absolute, all time greatest feeling comes when I'm stroking into her asshole and she screams, "Oh God, don't stop, don't stop, fuck me, please fuck me."I laugh.