Will was at the top of the list, though. She had never seen a man like him, before.The way he treated her made her weak in the knees, along with damp ...etween her legs. The girls had assured her that she had a chance, but she'd have to work at it. Will was no pushover most of the time they had told her, but they knew the kind of woman he couldn't resist. They thought she filled the bill.When they were done, two packhorses were fully loaded. The final inventory took longer than Will would have. " No, you were getting a really nice wakeup orgasm, but you were trying to be lazy and pretend that you weren't actually awake. No one can sleep through an orgasm induced by me, so I knew you were faking. Your nipple was chosen to pay the price." Proving once again that you are a loutish brute, and I hate you. What's for breakfast?" Interesting segue. We have juice, toast and coffee, as we have things to do today, and places to be." Places to be? What places to be?" That's for me to know, and. I will need to establish a garrison along the frontier, but that will be to protect them from invaders and brigands.”She waded over to the steps, and lifted one leg to wash it. Leaning forward, she ran the soap and sponge over her thigh and down her shin. “How can I refuse you?”He shrugged. “Just say no. I will have to confine you until the rebellion is put down, of course.”“What will happen to my... the people?”“Some of them will die. Their harvests have been poor this growing season, and the. Below her, a large family buries their loved one. The coffin is empty, Asmodeus says, Layla is witnessing her own funeral. What a strange dream, I whisper, too fascinated to look away. Whos that? I ask, pointing at a devastated young woman, whose grief is so great that she sinks to her knees before Laylas empty coffin and dissolves into a flood of tears. Her twin sister, he replies, Her name is Sandra. Layla and Sandra? I ask, confused. The names strike a chord with me, but I cant find the.