Under it was another metal box, this one with no lock. She again searched it for traps, but found none. Carefully lifting at the lid, she was able to ...pen it.Inside, were a single book and a gold ring with a gemstone of some sort. The binder and cover were of a fine leather, very dark and almost warm to the touch. When she opened the book, it was in a script she was not familiar with. Placing the book in her pack she studied the ring next. The gold was untarnished and the gem a ruby of fair. Just tell her how happy you are for her."There came a banging at the front door. Bob got up and went to let the children in. They were on the doorstep, while Prudence Templeton was still ambling up the path from the street. "Come in, children. Go to the living room and say hello to our visitor. Hi Prudence. Thanks for bring the kids home. Do join us in the living room."He returned to the living room, where Mrs Cross was staring at three children: Robert, Tessa, and Usgar. She was having trouble. So the game began with Debbie cuffed over the rail and scared to death of her pending whipping.Jacki dealt everyone two cards face up. Those first two cards were free, but everyone knew that she either had to ante one chip to see the third, which would be the first hole or decision card, or fold her hand. If she were the only one who folded during that round, she would become that hand's loser.Carol stared at her cards. Nothing. Her highest card was only a six. Beth already had a pair of Queens. “As long as it’s kept as a fantasy, it would be okay. Wouldn’t it?” Her eyes searched mine for my answer. “My God,” I said, “You look so sexy at times.” Her smile was warm, “Answer me, would it be okay?” I wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her against me, I kissed her neck and breathed the words in her ear, “You have no fucking idea how much it turned me on, and yes it would be okay.” Phone calls and texts had been made over the next day and the barbecue was arranged for Saturday at.