I was in shock. He beat the crap out of her, but she loved him and I was the bad guy? I had saved her butt and she was mad at me?I didn't see them tog...ther again after that. After a few days I figured I wouldn't see either of them again, but a few weeks later Sheryl dropped by to tell me they had split up and she had filed for divorce. She had a black eye, so he must have hit her again. I was really angry and reminded her of my promise to hunt him down if that happened again."Please don't go. You’re going to do as you’re told or be punished. Let go. Cum for me.”I shake, now nervous, my hand going furiously but with no result. “Hey,” he says, his voice once again friendly, “just relax and let go, then I’m gone.”“But I can’t,” I say quietly.He kneels down in front of me, running a finger up my pussy, causing me to flinch back at his touch. “You need help then?”I let out another shiver. “Noooo.”He leans over and props the phone up on the counter and I take the opportunity to scoot. . I will gladly fix your lights and air conditioning, but first, there's something else that has... well, come up!" The smile, the glint in the eye."Yes, I can see that" I replied, as my gaze drifted down to his perfect cock and rested there. It grew even more (if that's possible!) and pulsed under my stare. The electricity re-entered the room in no minor way. I felt hot and dangerous beneath its power. I walked towards Mike and put my hands on his chest, trailing my fingertips down his. It held one glass case. I put on my cotton gloves while Michael opened the cover.It was the most beautiful book I had ever seen. Two volumes, the binding intricate. A gold shine along the edges of the pages. Carefully, I opened the cover and inhaled the musty, bookish scent. "It's cotton paper," I said softly. "The print is offset." I estimated the proportions of the page and counted the lines of text. My heart pounded. I inspected the print; it had a sheen. "Ink with a high metal content.".