But he threw an arm around her waist to steady her. His other hand went to her throat and he gripped her throat firmly, but without choking her. He wa...ted her to know he was in charge; that she was his."How long have you been working for me?" he asked. Michael spoke low and quiet into her ear. She felt his hot breath and the tone of his voice made her pussy twitch."Just over six months," she said, her voice trembling."That's right. And are you happy working with me?" he asked. "Are you happy. “Don’t worry ... he knows and he doesn’t mind! They certainly don’t mind, either, getting to fuck their Queen. They do each other as well. I’ve lost count of how many times my lord husband has invited me to the marriage bed, only to have his boys join us. Instead of complaining, as some wives might do, I encourage him. Your father had his women and I encouraged that as well. I know the deal with husbands. You don’t fight or resent or oppose or nag about their lovers. You simply join them in. Did you get me my licorice?" Yes, ma'am," he answered, holding the bag out from as far away as he could get. He couldn't believe how much he hated her. She'd haunted him, harassed him, belittled him and abused him for as long as he could remember."You think my arms grew while you was lollygagging today? Bring me the damn bag, boy, now!" Her chin wobbled when she yelled and her arm came up as if she would strike him. He hurried and dropped the bag into her hand, managing to get away before she. Hal sensed that he was a friend; he wanted to know more about him. He was dressed in white, reminding Hal of Javier as he came to help him each morning. Hal thought he felt a little light-headed, but then realized that it was the restfulness that was so intoxicating. He almost felt like he was floating in the air over his bed. "Oh, these dreams!" Señor Hal—Señor Hal; wake up!" Javier had appeared in his dream. He was standing over Hal as he slept. Hal could see it in panorama, the faithful.