Maybe he was conditioning himself now. I couldn't know. Butthe look on him was almost suicidal, fatalistic, for which, me beingconditioned myself, mad... me feel both glad, and sad. It was like, likehe was performing the final act of degradation on me. "Please Michael,and you will please Jenny," he slurred, and even through my nostrils, Icould smell the vodka(poison)tracing through him. "Please Jenny, and you please me. And then maybe wecan do something about those ballet boots."Master slammed. "I'm glad it weren't just me what was spent," he laughed and rocked the u*********s goddess quietly in the dim lamplight. "I don't know that I could have kept up with ye anymore."***Loki has been waiting, hidden in the cavern. He had been spying as the events unfolded between Freya and the four dwarfs. He’d been sat upon the walls of the carvens, in the form of a fly. He had seen everything and could not wait to tell Odin, and he sneaked out of the caverns.Four days had passed, four nights had. On the fourth she lost control, trembling viciously and wetting the floor around her.Shit! No better than my old Rottweiler this one. Good thing he'd already came twice today, otherwise, he’d be just as done.After the torrent calmed down her limbs buckled up, she tried to heave herself only to fall again. He had no choice but to lay down, in turn, rolling the flushed body over him."Come my little naughty daughter. Here now, aren't you settled well?" She was surprisingly light considering her. I don't want to have sex with you...I want to make love to you."His words shocker her, but at the same time, felt elated that he didn't just want to have sex. She spoke back."I was so worried, worried that you were going to treat this as if it were nothing" The touch of your skin, electric. The beat of your heart, music. The scent of your hair, intoxicating. And the voice of your soul, beautiful sexuality composed in the body of you."He spoke poetry to her. Her one weakness was found and Ms..