”“Good,” I said, nodding. “Because you would have lost.”The big man shook his head and turned to the others. “This piece of shit is just b...owing smoke.”I spotted his Magus Mark. It was on the back of his neck. I hadn’t heard much about House Guardians, but his demeanor and sheer size suggested that he might be one. I took a gamble of my own. “I take it you’re a House Guardian?”He turned to look at me again. “Yeah. Whatuvit?”“I understood that someone with more brains than muscle would be. Someone else on his patch? He hated intrusion on what he saw as his space.Within seconds he saw that the blue was a summer dress on the slender figure of a young woman, coming in his direction. How dare she?Annoyed at having his solitude invaded, Peter's first reaction was to turn back quickly. But, when the woman was about twenty metres away something held him to the spot. Long hair, 'the colour of autumn' flowed down to her shoulders.This imagery had him looking closer. Only one person had. Sandra said, "do you like your personal plate?" as she pointed at the boots. Ohno! They can't be serious I thought as Jason lifted the glass panel.Sandra then removed my stocking mask and gag to give me some muchneeded but short lived relief. Stella then bent down and with astruggle pulled her left boot off and I could see a delicate steamcoming from them. "There all nice and warmed up to help you enjoy your meal" Stellasaid as she forced the open toe of the boot into my mouth. Sandrathen. "OK, we've decided that, subject to a few regulations, we're going to make alcoholic beverages available during the first couple of days of our stay here," Sean announced."Really?" Jason said, speaking up first. "Dude, I know this is a silly question, given that Celina is there with you. But do you know the sort of shit that could land you in?" We do," Walt said. "More importantly, we ask each of you to understand the sort of shit it could land us in. So here are the rules."Mary stepped.