"He is resisting the music. Something about it angers him, but what?"Erik groaned and Christine's silent contemplation abruptly ended, rapidly replace... with a fierce determination."It does not matter why, he needs it to stop. So, I must cease my silly ruminations and do something to help him!"She nodded her understanding, although she knew her husband could not see it. She released his hand and strode determinedly to the front door of the house. She stood before the door with her jaw clenched,. What she didn’t realize was that women like Sylvia Morgan thrived on lost causes.After two weeks, though, Andrew’s name stopped coming up and Monica erroneously concluded that Sylvia had finally gotten the message. With the matter no longer on her mind, Monica didn’t think twice when she replied to a casual inquiry about her weekend plans from her neighbor across the hall, Jane Walsh.“No plans at all,” she told the curly haired blonde as they passed each other on the stairs. “I’m just glad to. Diane soon forgets about the conversation with Jimbo and finds herself getting extremely wet from sucking the giant piece of meat. She starts to moan and breath hard.Jimbo stands and says well it looks like you really do like your new job don't you.Jimbo stands up and pulls her to her feet. Diane is out of breath and she can feel her pussy juices starting to run down her legs.Jimbo grabs her blouse and rips it open a button goes flying across the room. Diane lets out a soft moan and whispers. "Here I thought that that beast that you carry was just for show. No one but a barbarian carries a blade that long. They're too hard to use." It did take me years to master, Richard. I'm also taller, stronger and faster than anyone that I've met here." As for the assassin, well I returned her to her temple. She was a priestess of Bane."It took Richard a minute to catch what I just implied. "Was? Elizabit said that she was alive when you left." She was, the High Priestess left me no choice in.