Donovan didn’t know why he had done that, but his hand was sure hurting. He never was a violent type of guy. He never would have hit anyone, much le...s an innocent glass table. He laughed to himself, he had never liked the old hand-me-down table anyway. When he got home, he bandaged up his hand as best as he could. He went to the fridge, grabbed a beer, and went to sit on the couch. The table still lay in ruin, but it wasn’t like it was going anywhere if he didn’t clean it up right that minute. . Of course, the highwayman's daughter's disguise as a young man was still working because the jailors had been more interested in the coins in her purse than in the taking of her body for illicit pleasure. Her new protector Tom had described in great detail the process of hanging, drawing and quartering which would soon be upon her unless she either escaped or died of some other cause.Every part of her below her waist was trembling with contained passion. She was truly lanced by the big man's. I pulled on the spike heeled boots, which where comfortable -- my excitement over high heels and ballet boots meant I have been given feet most comfortable in very high heels. I was many stone smaller than when I went in, so when I went back to see my mates, they had a hard time recognizing me. I knew that every many I passed got a hard on just seeing me go by."When I saw Chaz, he was very nice, but I don't think he could have stopped himself. As he got more and more excited, so did I, and I. I’ll tell her the truth and you will rise even higher in her estimation.”“Flatterer!”“No, my darling Terry. The truth again.”Terry bit his lower lip. “Oh God!” he whispered finally. “You are very, very special, my darling. How I love you! Thank you, thank you, thank you for loving me too.”“I do. More than I can ever say. Push your chair back.”He did so and she sat astride his knees before attacking him. He held her to him but then loosened his hold so that they could kiss. That went on for some.