'And the price?' asked Ramona.'We need two things. First is time. We need to wait for the dawn tide if we are to get out to sea quickly. Second, the t...wnsfolk must be distracted in order for us to reach the boat at all. Therefore, we must carry on with your questioning for another two hours, during which time you must not break or confess. When dawn approaches, you will finally appear to break under the torture and admit that you are indeed a witch. I will then send the good Mayor off to. “What did you think of it?” I asked warily.She looked down at her food and casually, too casually I thought, answered, “It was interesting, but movies aren’t my thing.” She took a bite of food, still not looking up.“And yet, here you are a porn star.” I said a little too sarcastically.She gave me a sharp glance. I could tell that I’d pissed her off, but right then I didn’t care.“You were there too,” she replied, visibly upset. “Don’t make it sound as if it was just me.” She shot me a look.. "Now your turn little man." I was so fucking eager that when I got up to strip, I tripped and fell on the couch. She just laughed with a joy that was infectious, so I laughed, too, and kept stripping, until I had nothing on all, just a raging hard-on. It wasn't huge, but I had measured it, of course, and it was almost six inches, if you counted the taint. The first thing she wanted to know was what I knew about a woman. That was nothing, of course. So she started showing me things, always the. Force him to accept her for who she was. If nothing else, it would put him off guard. The tight, body hugging gown, the plunging cleavage, her dainty shoulders left bare by the off-shoulder straps of her dress, all screamed femininity in unmistakable terms. Let him deal with that. During the entire carriage ride to his estate, Rosalyn’s head spun, giddy with anticipation at the meeting to come. Everything felt detached, abstract. Almost like the anticipation before battle, except pleasant.