His keen drinking habit was the last thing on her mind. She stood abruptly, picking up her discarded robe and rushing across the bedroom to neatly ha...g it on the back of the en suite door. His hand shot out to curl around her wrist, stopping her dead in her tracks. The robe crumpled in a heap on the floor. “Mike…” She trailed off, a quiet moan escaping her. “Tell me to stop and I will,” he taunted, loosening the top few buttons on his shirt with his free hand as he spoke. She would give in to. .." She thought she shouted, but knew the voice had come out as aweak gasp. She pushed harder against the group of people in front of her.She didn't know how much longer she had until she would pass out. Hervision began to blur, shapes becoming indistinct. Her legs buckled, andher hands outstretched, barely breaking her fall to the soil of the backyard. As she did so, her beret came loose, her hair spilling into hervision.Maggie was stunned by the impact, scrabbling at the ground, her. Who failed to bring him his bride. ‘My sweet. . .’ He said, leaning down to the pretty thing, ‘Open your eyes, pet.’ The small girl opened up her eyes with difficulty, the journey to the Underworld while still alive had taken far more energy of hers than any of them had expected. She stared up at the tall man in front of her blearily, trying to remember where she’d seen him before. ‘What is your name?’ He ask softly, taking her face in his hands. ‘Persephone.’ She managed to whisper, before. I bit my lip as I walked behind Gloria to her kitchen. She had on low 2 inch high puffy white heels that clanked as she walked on her wooden floor down the hallway. Her brunette hair with red highlight flowed down just over her shoulders. She had on big hoop earrings and a small ankle tattoo of a butterfly stuck out on her pale white skin. Her red lips were smeared and her black eye liner was smudged. Her robe came up to just under her ass cheeks and when she walked I could see the bottom of.