"But I was! Mark, you don't understand -- Hans lured me down into his cabin and locked the door and..." I don't know who Hans is, but I take it that H...rry isn't the only one you've been fucking around with while I was away." Mark's eyes were beginning to smolder now, traces of his earlier anger beginning to seep into him once again. "And what about Tom, huh? And Dick and Harry? Huh? Just how many men have you taken on in the last forty-eight hours, sweet little innocent wife of mine???"Lynn's. . but I don’t want to do this forever.”“So,” he wiped the bristles on a paper towel, “what do you want to do?”“I’m going back to school.”“Do you know what for?”“Long game is architecture. But for now, I’ll just get some more credits under my belt.”He put the brush down and spun around in his office chair. As he crossed his legs, he looked at me with some thought in his eyes, then spoke. “Well, it’s your decision. And it doesn’t sound like a bad idea.”“I’m also thinking about getting my own. "' They strolled over to the first timers area and Eric parted the curtains for them to enter before releasing them to fall closed behind them both again. He turned Amy around and kissed her neck as his hands slid down her ribs on both sides of her body. He reached up and pulled down the gold zipper on the back of her black dress, all the way from the neckline to the small of her back. Gently his hands coaxed the dress from her shoulders before letting it drop to the ground around her black. The man shakes his head. “Not a single one.”“Why is that?” she asks, trying not to cringe.That’s just gross.“They were too resistant and I’m not a man that forces myself on them,” the executioner says. “It’s easier when they’re dead.”There’s our ticket.Penelope reflexively nods her head to the idea. “Well, how about you try a live one?”“You?”“Of course me,” she says, smiling and kicking up the purring a notch. “I’ll give you a good time in exchange for letting me go.”“I couldn’t...” he begins.