She smiled and said, "Well, I guess we did get caught by the owner."I said, "And I guess I have some explaining to do."I put her on the sofa and start...d the fireplace. I walked into the kitchen and pulled out a nice Spätlese. I opened the wine, poured a couple of glasses and proceeded to tell her my story."When I told you I was semi-retired, well... that was only a half truth. I'm fully retired. You see I earn enough off interest to live comfortably. I got lucky last year and won a nice little. She ordered me to walk over to her as she set down at her desk chair, “We’ve been here before“she says. I had my mouth smacked, knuckles cracked with a ruler, even spanked by her, but the look in her eyes was an all time pissed off look, even for me. She reaches over for her paddle and tells me to down my paints. Holy shit I thought, this is going to hurt. I stood there in a bit of shock so she repeated herself and this time add “Your underwear too”. I undid my belt and unsnapped my. " All this from one man? And what a giant he is! Well, my royal thanks to you mac Fergus. These Norse have been a thorn in the side of my kingdom for too long. Sweet is the victory, sweet indeed!"Constantine bade us join him for refreshments and we were served plates of steaming beef, re-living what parts of the battle we had been aware of. The High King had not entered the fray himself, rather sitting on his horse and seeking to direct things before him so he was better able to describe how. ”I leaned back on my elbows, and marveled at the sight of Sharon kneeling between my legs, performing such an intimate task for me. The words flowed out of me before I could even think about them. “I love you, Sharon.”She stood, set the washcloth aside, and crawled up next to me on the bed. She leaned in for a kiss, and then pulled back to look at me. “I do love you, Thomas. I still need a little time, okay?” She smiled and held my gaze until I nodded. “Thank you.” She backed away and stood up..