I am such a weak cunt, but I’m also stubborn and willful.’ He found embers of anger amidst the haze of arousal. ‘You all are. You’re all so we...k…think you know every fucking thing.’ ‘I—I’m afraid of such a strong man. I might try to escape.’ He looked at her but barely seemed to see her, ‘No… No, you can’t. I’ll never let you go.’ Her eyes saw the magic as a luminous, sickly green worming its way inexorably through every vein and capillary, carried forth by his glowing, pulsing heart, the runes. “How do I know you’re a friend?”John smiled and his eyes sparkled.“My bona fides are I saved you from dog poop. People who save you and your shoes from poop are always your friends. These kinds of people are always looking out for you. It’s what friends are for. Right?”Eve smiled in return and crinkled her nose at John. He was clever and charming.“If I listen to my husband, you become my problem, John. Why do you think that is?”“Tell me.” John looked expectantly into her eyes.Eve felt the bile. I am anxious to see what you have found. I just hope that it really works." That is something that I can't promise, but I will give you what I can find. I just wish you good luck with it."Four days later, ET was back with a book for me to photograph. We went well past our normal shut down time so that I could get the whole book photographed before we quit for the night. ET was very patient with me, which I appreciated. Both of us were ready to collapse from exhaustion by the time we. Wait for me outside." Half an hour later we were in my car heading down south. When I asked her where were we going she told me not to ask, and enjoy the view. She gave me some directions and I noticed we were going to the seaside. After a twenty minute drive we arrived at a very little beach, with a tiny bungalow in it. She stepped down the car and told me to wait. She got into the bungalow, and a few seconds later she appeared back in the door, waving me to go inside. A nice looking young.