He opened the lock and pulled out the scabbard holding Hatred and Rage, tossing it onto his bed.“We need ALL the armor,” Kirendell said smugly.“...hese are my swords,” Yren said with a wide smile. “As far as I know, my swords are not included in the queen’s proclamation.”Kirendell looked at Yren closely, then nodded. “Here’s recompense for the armor,” he said, holding out a small pouch.Yren took it and opened it. His eyes went up in surprise. He could feel his rage rising but he bit it back. I lay my towel and purple silky underwear on the sink counter and I go turn the shower on to hot water. As the bathroom gets steamy from the hot shower I plug in my I pod and turn on some relaxing music. I slowly get undressed. I slide out of my tight blue jeans and kick them to the side. Then I push my plain white cotton panties down my creamy white thighs and down to the floor, I kick them aside as well. The small room is getting more steamy by the second.I then start to peel my nice tan. We just caught the connecting train. During the twenty minutes ride I hadtime to think about everything that had happened during the day and toanticipate what was in front of me."Cathy, I have no time to change. My mother will see me like this. I'mdead, I'm dead!"Even though my mind raced I couldn't come up with answers that wouldexplain everything to Mom."It's no problem, Martina. I'll tell her that it was all my idea," Cathysaid flatly, "and that the three of us forced you to look exactly. Get on your fuckin’ knees and listen to this. You been asking for it for a long time now, and from now on I’m gonna give you what you need. You been staring at my tits and legs and butt too much lately, and your ass is gonna pay. Now, crawl down this hallway and wait for me in Mom’s den. Don’t look at me like that. I said, Mom’s den.?As Donald Everett knelt in the middle of the luxurious paneled den, he sighed in frustration. His fate had been sealed long ago when he’d realized his.