Neither does killing an innocent, leaving a young woman widowed, which is all you’ve done. That simply shows you’re a brute. Come on, then, or are...you afraid to meet me?”He slipped on a helmet and started towards me, his axe raised for combat., a shield at the ready. I pulled my sword but kept my shield down. As he got closer, he said, “It’s too bad, you know. I bet I could have made you squeal in bed.”“That’s okay. There’s enough squealing from my three wives already.”“Soon to be widows!” He. “Good. Maybe after breakfast we can use it together.” There was no hint in her voice that what she was saying was wrong or even strange. She smiled at me like a daughter would, ate as if nothing was wrong, and once done, stood up put her bowl in the sink, and rubber her hand along my back and said, “ok I’m ready.”What the fuck kinda world was I living in? I didn’t stay there, I mean why should I? I had already done the deed more than once, and if Tracy wasn’t allowing it, she surely didn’t seem. He’d been asleep for days, and he’d come perilously close to never waking again. No, he’d had this fill of sleep for now. Instead, he studied the woman he held. She was a wonder indeed. He lifted a hand, tracing the fine bone of one cheek with feather light touches. He let his fingertips follow the line of the dark stripe slashing just under her cheek, accentuating her features and lines. She was lovely. Her beauty second only to her strength and goodness. For Rael, the past few days went by in. All manner of needles glittered menacingly in the light, thin surgical needles, some long some short all with plastic connectors of various collars, Monika voice promising that they were “all freshly boiled and sterile and they hurt like hell” She then proceeded to show how right she was, small needle caps soon standing out on Celia`s bosom like bristles in a hedgehog, each adding o the desperate cries of the woman as one after another they stabbed into the soft tissue. Monika showed her.