"Dark Ewren was Bright's twin brother and the manufacturer of the sign that hung above our stall at the market. He had also built us the custom tables... racks and cabinets that we used to display our wares. I had met him twice, and he was as quiet and unassuming and nothing like Bright. Not as opposite as their names might suggest though.The planked shipwing was another culinary delight, I assumed. I was learning as much about the culinary world, second and third hand, as I was about game. “What are you waiting for Mike? Are my breasts not perky enough for you? Is my skin not smooth enough? Why don’t you touch me?” Her left hand squeezed first one breast then the other as her right caressed her slightly firm belly and stopped at the juncture of her thighs only hinting at what it might touch next. He exploded off the love seat in an instant. She was driving him insane with her seductive blue eyes and her roaming hands. “Don’t make promises you don’t intend to keep, Lady. Then she heard a voice speaking English from one of the other cages, "Let him fuck you, honey. That's all he wants. If you don't he'll thrash you for ever."Looking in the direction from which the voice had come she saw a sunburned, but obviously white face under a brunette bob-cut. The cornflower blue eyes held pity in them, and sorrow, but Laura was convinced that the advice was well intentioned and not a trick. Somehow she just had to put up with everything. When she got out of here she would. "She buried her face in my neck, and I knew why she had laughed so much earlier in the evening. Tears trickled down my chest, and I stroked her long hair.The next night I went back to the hotel bar, and Liz was there again. Her smile beamed as soon as I walked in the door."Hello!" she said. "I was hoping you'd come back!"She had the night off, but she had come to the bar anyway hoping to find me again. We stayed for a couple hours, and I bought her four drinks. She was happy and smiling and.