Mark greats me outside and tells me how good i am looking and escorts me to a waiting taxi, then within 10 mins we are sitting at a quiet table in the...wine bar.The whole time i am sitting with him i am thinking how the hell i will tell him, he is obviously trying to impress me (and he was)and we are getting on so well, the whole night he tells me how good i look and even tells me where he would like to take me on our next date.Now i dont drink much and wine goes to my head very quickly so by. . sir..." and, choking back sobs, she climbed onto her brother's lap. She avoided looking at him--and he avoided looking at her. But he made no protest. She had her knees one either side of his legs, clamping together as closely as possible, her crotch several inches above his lap. She closed her eyes, leaned forward over her brother and waited for the blows to begin. "Lower," said her dad from behind her. "What do you mean?" "Get your ass down lower. Spread your knees." "Daddy why are you. "Nowlisten close, Buster Butt, 'cause if you fuck this up, it's going to bejust too bad for you!"She didn't have to tell me twice. All I could do was sit there, nakedfrom the neck down, and try not to anger her. I knew that if she decidedto push my head under that dirty water again, I'd never get back up."I'm a working girl. So are most of my friends, and we're not ashamed ofthe work we do. But you think you can treat us like animals orsomething. Well, I'm sick and tired of you taking advantage. "The big orc muttered some orkish words and the room was immediately lit by several wall-mounted torches.'The bastard knows magic!' thought Katrina, 'He's even more dangerous than I thought!'The room was dominated by a massive oval bed covered by a dirty red blanket. The structure seemed to consist of bones, real bleached-white bones.To the left the flames flickered off a collection of weaponry that was sitting on shelving. To Katrina's experienced eye it seemed as though the weapons had been.