Look, do you have a name, or something?’ ‘A name? Don’t look down, Heather.’ ‘Yes. I need to call you something.’ ‘You do not. But if yo... feel you do, how about… Birch.’ ‘Birch?’ ‘Like the tree in front of you.’ ‘Oh. Weird. All right. Birch.’ ‘Okay, now hold still, Heather. You feel the metal now, on your skin?’ ‘Oh, God, yes! Fuck, what are you doing?’ ‘Relax. The sharp edge is facing outwards. It’s the point that you need to be concerned with.’ ‘Relax? You have a major kitchen implement. "I’m sorry, I’ll just change that for you," replied the waiter then hurriedly picked up the cup and departed.Getting up to leave, I turned abruptly and saw her face for the first time. Her eyes were downcast as she concentrated on sending a text message. I took my time putting my jacket back on and straitening it, while looking at her long, honey blonde hair and lips of pale vermillion. She was smartly dressed in a grey business suite and wore a few discreet rings along with a small gold watch.. “Puppy Girls go on the paper, not the potty.”The shame of it all makes my face red and my pussydrip. I scurry to the paper and kneel, knowing I haveto go there, but my bladder and mind telling me nottoo. My discomfort grows as I can not let go of my peeand I whimper uncomfortably. As is my life, he watchesme.“Heel!”And I drop my face to the dry newspaper. I have to goso bad though Daddy. When he walks back into the roomhe kicks my legs apart and yanks the plug out of. "His body did stir, making Yaphill laugh with joy. Arousal might mean little to the Lich. but revenge was something else. Revenge was the delicacy that breathed fresh life in his long dead veins. The Simbul was the ruler of the neighbor kingdom Aglarond, a powerful sorceress that thrawed time and again Thay's efforts to conquer her country, and a personal nemesis of Szass himself. There were few that could rival the necromancer in the mastery of magical arts, and fewer still that could best.