They included Karen, Samantha, and Lizzy. None of them were very happy or very communicative. That was fine with me. We had a container of two-by-four... to unload and I put them to work doing that. By the end of the day, all the wood was out of the container and stacked neatly and I had the base of the building assembled and ready to be put in place.Construction of the slaughterhouse and the smokehouse took the rest of the week. Both buildings were simply two large square boxes. The. Now.' he said, dangerously low.I knew better than to push him. The look in his eyes already told me I was in trouble.I made my way to the bedroom and saw my cuffs lying on the bed. I picked them up, stroking the soft leather until he came up behind me. I curled into the warmth of his chest as he fastened them snugly on my wrists. Once they were on, I bent over the bed, ass on display.'Oh no, baby. Not there. Middle of the room.'Shit - he WAS mad. I made my way under our hard point in the. “But I don’t know why he’d be invited. He’s probably gate-crashing.”“What’s his name?”“Scott.”Robbie smirked. “Is he Scottish?”I laughed, relieved that he was making a joke.“Maybe. He lives in LA, though.”“Huh.”*The party wore on. We ate cake, drank champagne and I introduced Robbie to as few people as possible. Every half hour we edged closer to the door until most of the guests had spilled out and it didn’t seem rude to leave. Still, we had to make excuses and I deliberately ignored my. Larry lay there for a moment, shaking his head as if surprised I had tossed him, but got to his feet and again led with a right hand roundhouse that I easily ducked.He followed it with another roundhouse swing, but this time from the left. Rather than try to toss him I grabbed the arm as it went past and used the elbow and shoulder as pressure points to force him to his knees. Unfortunately, once I had him down I could not think of an attack that would not free his arm, so I quickly released.