But you can’t be watching her if you’re screwing somebody else. So, what’s up with that?” she asked.Kevin rubbed his chin as he considered hi... answer. “Frankly, Taylor, I think that may be your Aunt Karla’s idea of rewarding me for allowing her to enjoy other partners. I’ve told her it is unnecessary, but she seems convinced that she owes me, and letting me sleep with others is her way of saying ‘Thank you,’ for my liberating her from the traditional standards. It makes her happy, and. The monster we were working so hard to kill, but a distant threat that lay at the end of the long road we walked on.And now, suddenly, she was so real to me. To all of us.We all rode or walked subdued down the highway, leaving behind the dragon to feast on her carnage. I shuddered just remembering the sound of her eating the burning men, their half-molten armor crunching in her jaws. This was the beast we had to kill. How? No wonder every knight who Quested against her never returned. A single. On the other side of the doorway was a handsome man, of about twenty-five. He had dark hair, almost black, and bright, ice-blue piercing eyes and pale skin. It was the man from the bar.“May I come in?” he asked, in a hot voice, as sexy as it was sinful. “Yes,” she breathed, feeling euphoric that there was someone in this dream she knew and even more excited that it was the sexy guy from the bar.He stepped through the doorway, looking around himself. He was smiling slightly, a smile of. ‘What are you going to do’ she asks. My reply does not shock her but she has to keep up the pretence. I’m going to fuck you, shove Your night stick up your arse’ and you’re going to swallow my cum. She looks down at the night stick still hanging from her belt. I grab it and hold the cold steel against her, ‘stand still and don’t fucking move’ I threaten. I tear off her skirt and her panties are even sexier than the ones I found in her underwear drawer. ‘‘Fuck me’ I exclaim, I’ve never seen a.