* * * A guttural yell pierced through the coming dawn, and Alek tracked it down. The sound emanated from a man of no more than twenty, hate and loss m...xed in his eyes. His hands were bloody and his face haggard, but Alek felt only a burning desire for vengeance and noticed not the uniform of the man he attacked but merely the emotion – anger. Alek did not favor the sub-machine guns his troops did, nor even the grenades and smoke bombs. No, instead he carried a six-shot revolver, an old, old. She was going to lace the Rector’s evening bottle of port with a soporific, obtained from the local wise woman, which would leave him sleeping like the dead until well into the next morning.Tabitha, the cross-eyed maid, would be sent on an errand that would keep her away from the house for the night. As for Mrs Lawson; she always slept the sleep of the pure and innocent, and the drunk, aided by a bottle of rum. Susannah and I would then indulge ourselves in a frenzy of uninterrupted. .. Now, give me a kiss." Noooomph!"Shelly pushed her tongue past my lips and I had no real choice. I was trapped in that tiny bathroom stall with her. The only way out was to give her what she wanted and if I'm to be completely honest, some part of me enjoyed the way she dominated me so easily. I mean, I didn't like it, but the way her ripe tits, barely contained beneath her blouse, were rubbing my chest as she squirmed in my arms ... What? I'd wrapped my arms around her waist without even. He see me sitting at a corner table. He knew that I was the guy that he was suppose to meet. I could tell that he was very nervous as he walked over to the table I was sitting at. He says, “J? What are you doing here? You’re the guy that I’ve been talking to on the website?”I told him with my slightly slurred speech that I was. So he asked if he could buy me a drink. Needless to say I’m feeling pretty good. And fighting a man who’s easily twice my size at this point was not going to work out.