.. That you still are my..." Slave?" Yes," I said, a bit embarrassed."Can't we let the matter rest? Let me in, please. The sun will rise in a moment, ...nd I still don't want to be caught staring in."I shrugged. Last night I had told her that I expected her to accept her slavery, and she had left in a fury. At the time I had been consumed by desire for that power I had seen displayed in the slave market. Now it all just seemed silly."So," I said to her as she sat on the other side of my bed, "now. ‘Oh I’m from Seattle, how about you?’ He said. ‘Oh, I’m from Florida, w-we’re polar opposites aren’t weee…ahhh,’ Nikki said trying to hold back her moans. Her clit was on fire and she felt the orgasm nearing. The feeling was great but she wasn’t sure how she was going to control herself when she came. ‘Nah, we’re not that different and are you ok? Are these jets bothering you, here I’ll turn them off,’ he said. ‘N-noo, please,’ Nikki said but before she knew it Jay turned off the jets and she. My ax glanced off her forearms. Blood dribbled from scrapes and cuts, exposing the iron-hard bone beneath. She didn’t feel my blows. She just parried them with those powerful arms. As hard as I swung, my attacks weren’t strong enough to break her arms. Somehow, I had to get through her guard.Greta turned back to fight and gasped. The Paragon’s blurring fist caught her hard in the chest. Her armor burst with water. It mitigated some of the blow, but the young girl was sill thrown back. She hit. What’s uh, what’s going on?” I cocked my head, ready to listen to what she had to say. I hoped her mother wasn’t acting up again, that crazy old bag will be the death of me yet.She sipped her ice water, then spoke.“Don’t interrupt me, okay? This is hard for me.” She squirmed in her seat, trying to get comfortable, I guess.“We’ve been married… 30 years now. And believe me, it’s been a great ride! We’ve got a lovely daughter--”Who’s turning into a lesbian and probably right now eating out my new.