When they had been attacked by the screaming banshees in the Valley of Witches, he had simply stood, like the others, and let them hit him over and ov...r. He would not return their blows. Those monsters were dispatched by lesser men, men who were deemed not to have, and not expected to have, honour. The ostlers and squires of lower rank had advanced with spears and impaled one after another of those devilish women. All the guards had done was watch, and watch for men coming to defend their wise. ?Please assume the position.??Yes, Miss,? said Winona obediently as she bent over the trestle, her arse in all its bruised ugliness on full display to all the other pupils.?I hope you will learn by this lesson never to misbehave again,? said the headmistress as she lovingly stroked Winona’s battered bottom. And then followed stroke after stroke for an unbearable twenty-five strokes in all brought about by Winona neglecting to say ‘Thank you’ between the tenth and eleventh strokes in the first. Emma is pretty, slim and shapely, hair mid way down her back, wavy black hair and blue eyes.I smiled, the book had worked, knew the road to take. Arose and walked to the door, opened it and across the hall was Emma's room. Mom was gone to work and we were alone, entered Emma's room and she was asleep and so pretty, laid there like an angel. Walked to her bed and sat on the edge, looking down at Emma, in her sleep was smile on her lips, she was dreaming about being loved, protected and fucked. Finally, Barnes cleared his throat. “I don’t have a daughter.”“Of course, I’m sorry,” I laughed, acting sheepishly. “Must have confused her with your niece. The news is such a mess these days. I never even saw anything published about the father of your sister’s daughter. Perhaps I missed it.”Barnes fumed, and I allowed myself a tiny smirk as he glared at me. He rounded on Moore. “Is this how she roped you into this? Did she blackmail you too?”“I’m not blackmailing you, Senator. I’m protecting.