Doesnt it just matter how your heart feels? I reached out to grab her hand, but she pulled away. We can be happy together. I can give you whatever you...want. I can give you the world on a silver platter! She hesitated, doubt conflicting her face. The she steeled herself. I think it does matter that my love isnt real. How do you know its not real? I asked. How can you tell? I… she opened her mouth and hesitated. I dont know. Fresh tears overwhelmed her and she sobbed into her hands. I dont know. We went out to a little Italian place I'd heard about. As he showed us to our table, the maitre' D held the chair for Tracy. I heard a small gasp as she lowered herself down and guessed that the knot in her crotch rope must have slipped over her clit as she sat; she looked over at me with a look of pure lust as I gave her a knowing little smile.She was a little quiet as we ate and I was beginning to wondered if she was enjoying herself or not; just about the time I was going to ask she looked. ”Brskll spun, glaring at Al again, both men ignoring everyone else in the room. “We’ll see how stupid this is when it succeeds. The plan is perfect; there’s no way it can fail! Even if they arrive with several ships, prepared to fight, they won’t have near the number we do. They’ll be sitting ducks.” Brskll nodded at the two security officers standing behind Al. “These men will accompany you out. Other agents are already gathering your companions, restricting you to your quarters until this is. I heard my 'sister in law' entered the lounge through the door from the hall, as quiet as she tried to be I still head the sound of her skirt rustle against her legs, she had not shaved them this week.I thought that she would cross the lounge to sit in the chair on the other side of the wood burner, but instead she walked directly to where I was sitting and placed warm heavy hands on my thighs just above my knees so restrained firmly she spread my legs apart to cause the bath-sheet to gape.