Not that kind of begging. You’ll see.’ She opens her mouth to speak and he puts one finger to her lips. ‘Shhhh. No talking. Not unless I ask you...a question. Understand?’ Her eyes are mutinous and murderous. He asks ‘Feel like swearing?’ She grits out ‘Yes.’ His smile widens. ‘Say Fuck.’ ‘Gladly. FUCK.’ ‘Good. Say ‘Me” Her eyes narrow. ‘Me.’ Leaning in closer he trails a finger along her body, producing a shiver. ‘Say my name, honey.’ She swallows once, hard. ‘Lee.’ Changing position, he lowers. Well I guess this is good, he started. I was still thinking about the conversation we were having a moment before, completely missing his cue. I finish my train of thought and he leans his hand over to my leg again, this time placing it on my thigh. My mind stops for a second and I start to get hard quickly. He undoes his seatbelt, then mine. I look at Charlie, he looks back and then goes for it. He leans in and wrapping his arms around my back, pulls me into him, full on kissing me. We keep. The long laces were strapped andknotted up his feminine clad legs, giving no chances of undoing them if hewas going to make the flight.Getting to his feet was difficult enough and the prospect of mincingacross the airport looking like a total service slut made his cheeks flushwith shame. His privates felt so constricted but he couldn't bring himselfto peek beneath the little skirt surrounded by so many people.Unfortunately after discovering his revealing chest he tugged at whatlittle fabric he. No attempt to further malign Xena's name with slaughter. While Xena was concerned when she heard of Calisto's escape, two weeks of searching produced no clues to the whereabouts of her nemesis.Gabrielle was haggling with the vegetable monger in the village square when she felt a bite at her neck. As her vision blurred and knees buckled, she saw the horse-drawn cart approach. That was the last thing she saw until she awoke many hours later, tied to the rack.The rack had been built specifically.