”Over the next few weeks, having used her charisma and charms to their maximum, Melissia had made Arnold relent and so began her training, which she...took too with an even greater relish than that for language. Arnold also taught her good manners, etiquette, and civility and over the following months Melissia’s hatred for the Romans began to mellow. Even so, she still managed to glean every tiny bit of Arnold’s fighting knowledge from him. As the months wore on he felt deeply guilty as to what. I dropped my phone and buried myself under the duvet in horror. I should have kept reading the messages to the end. "You should have kept reading the messages to the end." It was Dan's voice and it was in my room. I peered over my duvet. "If you're trying to hide that is. If you did read to the end you'd know that you told me you'd leave the back door unlocked." Dan was very slight, messy blond hair, and he stood there in his usual jeans and tshirt. He slipped his shirt off and as I lay frozen. Then pressed herself towards him. The Elf was stunned to find one of his left hands discretely under the buttons of the boiler suit and holding a bare firm female breast. Lips clamped around his and a very passionate tongue penetrated his lips. ‘Lets fuck,’ she hissed. ‘Or would you rather have a whore who isn’t gagging for it?’ As she lead him outside John looked to the Bigoney who shrugged, ‘Not look at me. Me not know him,’ he then returned to his drink. John suddenly found he was quite. "This guy is a real scumbag. He's nothing like your Chris."Why was Arturo calling him "My Chris," did everyone think I had fallen for him?"Arturo, don't ask me to do this again," I snapped."He's sitting at the third table on the right," smiled Arturo. "Thanks Sarah, you won't regret this." I will if Chris goes out and gets hurt or gets his heart broken while I'm watching your scumbag," I said.What I couldn't figure out though, was why Arturo was grinning broadly as I went into the bar.I got a.