"Robert, have you ever thought about swinging?"Feigning ignorance I replied. "I'm not with you, babe. What do you mean by swinging?" You know, swappin... partners for sex." No, that's not something that I've ever contemplated. What makes you ask?" Oh, a couple of the girls were talking in the changing room, down at the tennis club. I just wondered if you've ever thought about it?" My love, you're the only woman I need. I don't need to try any others." Ah, I suppose you would say that. After all. Ha, you’re worth gold, you are. Take her to my private chamber and restrain her and bring the other little bitch here. Do not poke her, you dolt!”Two of his soldiers dragged Beatrice away, sniffing back tears, trying to be as brave as her mother was.Simone, the 16-year-old redhead, stood before Sir Charles and glared at him. “Coward,” she spat.The huge nobleman waved his eldest son to his side, nudged the boy with his elbow, and asked, “Want her, boy. A decent bedwarmer, eh?”The young man. . especially as he was naked in the next room...It had been 3 1/2 months since our last.... 'encounter' and I hadn't really spoken to him since, yeah there was the occasional flirty e-mail and whenever I was with him and Heather and our large group of friends, he's give me a sexy smile, or a wink... I knew he was thinking about our time together, and there'd be the occasional slapping of my arse when no one was looking... It felt so good to be bad, spending all of my spare time with my best. He became more circumspect with his glances, but I couldtell he was still mentally undressing her. I resistedthe urge to pull her dress down over her knees, andwondered how much was visible from where he was sitting;could he see her panties? At least she was wearing themtoday. I think. Was she? Oh well, let him enjoy theshow. I was feeling territorial, but generous.I got tired of locking eyes with him, so I closed myeyes as well. The train cars click-clicked monotonouslybut in a regular.