. each trying to pull me into their own grasp.My skin felt tight and my head felt heavy.The part of my nature that still remembered the millennium of ...oyal service I had rendered unto Heaven urged me to leave this cursed mansion.But another part ... the part that longed for possessive touches and wicked whispers ... wanted to curl up and wait for Devnikolus to make the pain go away.These conflicting emotions felt strange; it was as if two entities were living in my head.Jon's eyes cleared and. “Come on,” he said, grinning.“You’re teasing me,” she said. “You don’t actually expect me to wear this.”“I don’t know,” he said. “Let’s see it.”She came out in a lavender, sequined tank top, over a jeans skirt with fringe on the hem, which only came to mid thigh. He’d picked purple cowboy boots, and a hat to match. She looked fabulous. The tank top clung to her breasts like skin, and her legs were superb.“I approve,” he said.“Of course you do,” she said. “You can probably see the freckles on my. He had recently admitted to himself that he was bisexual after some years of confusion but still much preferred females.He gave up. There was only so much Fifa defeats he could take. He stood up, walked over to the machine and turned it off while planting the controller on top. He then walked over to his bedroom window and leant against the window sill. He let out a big sigh as he reminded himself that in a few weeks time he would be back at Sixth Form College. “Great” he muttered to himself. He walked to the bed, shoved Gloria over backwards and wrapped one of the ropes around her right wrist. He expertly tied a tight knot in the rope, tossed it around the bedpost and wrapped it around and secured it, again tying a knot. Then he moved to the other side of the bed, gripped her other wrist and began to tie it to the other bedpost.His actions were methodical, rapid, and obviously well-practiced. This Maxwell character knew exactly what he was doing, Gloria figured."You don't have to.