Soup Monday to Wednesday, veg stir fry on a Thursday. Pig out on the weekends with Sunday hugs on the in bed after missionary. That was Semra and I. ...outine happiness.As I climbed into my my car, I rested my head on the steering wheel and cried. Cried so hard that it hurt. I drove home with my eyes burning, unable to fully concentrate on the road ahead. All I could do was imagine Semra sucking that fucking cock. Her mascara smudge across the tops of her glowing cheeks, her pupils dilated and. " What? Roger, if I told you about every guy that has ever tried anything, you would be fighting with men forever. As I told you, most men seem to respect women but there are the few that don't and they usually get put in their place. That's enough of this talk. Besides we have to go shopping for something to wear to the New Year's eve bash that you want to go to."Roger and some of the people he worked with had a New Years Eve party every year. There were usually about fifteen to twenty. Who in the world would be catty enough to bring you to me, Elizabeth? Who in the world would sell you out for a large amount of cash? She turned to watch him secure the chain to the ground, her heart sank in her chest and she couldnt help but be distracted from the conversation he was trying to have with her. Wh-What are you doing, Sir..? she asked, an ounce of fear behind her words. And as he continued to speak, only one face popped into her mind. The realization was crushing. And she felt. Mage Erin dropped into the basement followed quickly by Mages Angéle and Alice, their Null amulets blazing, as some titanic powers came into place to prevent their entry. The rest of the team quickly scrambled in as well, including myself after I'd activated a few more Null amulets and dropped them inside. I'd begun to think we'd bitten off more than we could chew when the defence wards finally gave out and several relieved Mages looked thankfully at their amulets, most of which had more or.