Jim finished his morning log and headed out to the balcony of the Federation House. It had been a long time since he could indulge in this distraction...by himself. Not that having someone near wasn't also pleasant. En route to the balcony, he ran across little Frankie. The boy was smart as a whip, and as full of energy as any five year old boy could be."So what are you doing awake so early, Sport," Jim asked his youngest son."I am getting ready for the wedding, Dad. I have to practice! I am. ’ ‘Now who’s assuming?’ ‘Oh dear, an incurable confrontationist, are we?’ ‘Not at all, ‘we’ may prefer a glass of wine.’ ‘Is that the singular or proper plural usage of we?’ ‘Take your pick.’ ‘Well, since I am curious to find out what wrong with my bra I think we shall find a bar. My name is Mrs Lucas.’ Benni was delighted, she had in fact done much to spin his web herself. ‘Good afternoon Mrs Lucas. My name is Benni.’ ‘Well, well. You are clever, aren’t you?’ ‘How’s that, Mrs Lucas?’ ‘As if. He hesitates, steps forward. Bows. "Master." Master? "The enemy will be upon us shortly. Do you feel fit to depart?" He gestures at the woman on the floor. "Do you require more food?" I couldn't place the accent.Flush with vitality. Smooth skin. Stubble. It'd take a skilled analytical mage to convince you he was another vampire, but the signs were there for those who knew how to look. The aura bulging with stolen energy, its boundaries shrunken and wizened but its contents fresh. Undisciplined.. Crystal was spent and lay motionless on the floor.-See how a good slave is rewarded? I am afraid that I will need to teach you discipline before I let you get rewarded like this. Kitty, can you come here for a second?“Kitty? How much slaves does he have?” thought Pam when she heard him call yet another girl in a similar attire.-Why don’t you give our guest here a nice enema, so that we can use and abuse her ass?At that sentence, Pam got scared. What would he do to her? The other girl started to.