Safe travels, Dragonslayer.” With that they turned their backs on Steven and returned to the city.Steven stood in the middle of the road thinking. 4...0,??? ... No. 500,??? ... He went across a river and across a lake and by wagon. How long had he been in Byzatica?Steven George the Dragonslayer was lost.With his head hanging, Steven shuffled off aimlessly on the southern road toward Tasmyrica.He had no bow to hunt with, no powerful knife, no precious herbs, no sword, and no horse. Only the. If you have any ideas, I am open to suggestions."I didn't say anything, just sat for a few minutes thinking about what he said. I knew this was tearing him apart, because I had already thought about how I would handle it if Kat ever asked me. I was a little different than Carver, because I knew she could never get her hands on my records. They were buried in the vaults at Interpol, and Maurice had already sanitized them for me. I had a thought and reached into my desk. I pulled out the file. ” “Don’t let him get away with it, have your way.” “Teach the fucker a lesson, even if he is the boss,” one girl giggled. Emma looked up at me, “Well, I knew Jerry would start something, he always does at these Christmas parties. That new girl is really something though, boy, is she going for him. I wish I knew who she was.” I looked at Emma, she was starting to strip her clothes off, unbuttoning her blouse very slowly. Chris was watching the action with intent. “Go on, Chris. Get your cock. I'm going to go tell Gwen to give us a couple of hours of privacy before she joins us. I love you with most of my heart and always will."I found Gwen in the den looking at her e-mails. She understood fully after I explained what was going on with Judy and how we needed to be alone for a little while. I promised Gwen that I would celebrate the good news of our pregnancy with her the next day whether Judy wanted to join us or not. I spent the next two hours making love to my darling wife and by.