Jack swore never again to be a victim again. The near miss happened when three street punks tried to rob a cripple who was out for some fresh air.It w...s almost a repeat of his adventure at the mall. The first one got run over by the wheelchair, the second one fell across Jack's lap when the pivoting wheelchair struck his ankles. Jack's right thumb and middle finger formed the claw and crushed the punk's larynx. He was brain dead in less than five minutes. The third punk ran. He decided rolling. “Did nobody explain the protocol of visiting my bedroom?” he asked.“Oh, yes, but I ignored it. I am not one of your little slaves, who all worship you. I am a woman, for the moment living in your house, offering myself to you the man, not to you the Emir, Lord of All This Land, may you live for ever,” she said, meanwhile dropping the gown on the floor and walking slowly towards him, “Are you a man who wants me, or an Emir who wants to show off his power?”The Emir took off his kameez and. "Uh, nothing, nothing." Cassandra, don't try to lie to me." Trust me, it can wait." Cassandra..." I said warningly.She sighed. "Sharpley just told me that Martin Dean is coming to the party tomorrow night."Twisting my face up into a wicked snarl, I reached out and slammed my hand as hard as I could against the steering wheel. "FUCK!" I know how you feel, John. But don't worry. We've done too much good business together to let some brash gunslinger muscle in. As soon as you can get Richardson to. You're not. Sammy... we're not..." But she didn't resist as I continued to remove her clothes and when I pushed her toward the bathroom she went willingly. She wanted to adjust the spray so she wouldn't get her hair wet. I put my arms around her and cupped a breast with one hand and her pussy with the other."Sammy, I said no."But she didn't attempt to move my hands away and I could tell her nipple was responding to my touch. Her slit was moist. She turned her head and I could see a faint smile.