Though once again my ears caught every word. But at the word feed, I instantly put a hand up stopping him, once again cursing myself for what I was. A...sigh reached my ears but not of my own, watching as he moved to me once more. “Little one, you must stop starving yourself,” he said, a little bite to his voice, making me want to back away from him, but seeing that look in his eyes, I knew better than that. He moved behind me, as if to keep me from trying to escape him and what was about to. “Now Sophie was a little too keen to be here. I am all for young women having the chance to sow their oats. I wish my mother had been as understanding as I am, but I do think…”Kim paused a moment. It had always been one of her ex’s fantasies to have something like this happen. She would not have been averse, it was on the sexual bucket list along with joining the mile high club and having him dress as a woman so she could tie him up and have her way with him, but they had just never been in a. He flailed about as I tossed him to the floor.”“I stomped on his hand and then kicked the knife from it. He screamed in pain, and I kicked him in the groin and several other places. He curled into a ball, whimpered and cried, and begged me to stop. I told him I’d kill him if I found out he was cutting up another woman.”“He agreed that he would stop. I freed the woman, took her downstairs and doctored her up. I then took her home. When I got back, he had locked his door and refused to let me. "That was a ball," Emily gushed, flying a little high herself. "I can't recall a better party." It's been a while," Vicky agreed. "I went to some in college that were pretty good, but usually they turned pretty drunk. I don't think anyone got totally wasted tonight. A couple got a little close, though." It's not the drunkest party I've ever been to," Emily smiled. "That had to have been when you turned twenty-one." How would you know?" Vicky snorted. "You were pregnant with J.J., I think it.