" Oh, yeah." As Sam takes them and downs the spiked water."So, explain to me your concerns," the Dr. asks.As Sam finishes the water, he drops his arm ...ith the cup "Doc! Don'tyou see my chest?" As he points to his torso. "This could seem a bitembarassssss-ingggggg...." As Sam's eyes lumber to stay open. Heslowly blinks and turns to the Dr. He smiles. "Oh, hi Doc," hegroggily states."Sam, the inflammation in your chest is normal, nothing for you to beconcerned about."Sam mouths back, "No. But… isn’t that a bit boring for a total slut like you?”Except that it wasn’t boring. For, as soon as Alison disrobed and slid her naked body on top of Claire’s, she noticed that something had changed. Before now, they had always fucked wild, they had talked dirty, they had called each other “slut” and “whore” and “bitch”, they had rammed fingers, fists and dildos deep into each other’s gaping orifices – and they had screamed obscenities at each other for the sheer hedonistic pleasure of it.. It was a club over her head. It virtually made her a captive of Miriam, a lever to compel her to do whatever Miriam wanted to do. And what Miriam wanted to do was introduce her and Phil into a wife-swapping ring. Miriam wanted to have Phil in bed and her to screw Henry.Mavis' thoughts were in such a turmoil that the coffee and brandy seemed tasteless. This was something she couldn't confide to her husband! For the very thing she would have to tell him was the thing she thought she didn't dare. A few weeks later, I was summoned to the King's court.I knelt nervously in front of the King while he studied me at length before he spoke."I have heard much about your prowess with your axe." He said. "I am sure the tales have lost nothing in the telling." He rubbed his chin. "Tell me about the fight with the outlaws."I told him what had happened, not daring to leave anything out or to embellish any part of the tale.When I had finished, the king smiled. "I am in need of a Royal Headsman," he.