She had undressed him already and was on her knees fondling his genitals getting ready to blow him. ‘For example what is this Doris?’ he said poin...ing at his penis? ‘Why Trevor my dear, it’s you penis of course,’ she answered looking at him a bit confused. ‘No it’s not you slut. It’s my cock!’ ‘Oh but Trevor dear, a lady does not talk like that.’ He looked at her with anger in his eyes and grasped her by the shoulders shaking her. ‘It’s my cock you whore, now say cock! Say it!’ ‘Oh Trevor, oh. He pinched my nipples harder. "I am Brandon's black cock slut and he is my master."I heard Bull laugh. "Sounds like you have her just where you want her buddy. But let's get this show on the road. I really do need to get a nut."I felt my blouse being unbuttoned, my arms were lowered so it could be removed from me. Without being instructed I put my hands back up behind my head. Now I was standing in front of a strange man I could not see with no top and a short skirt that showed off the top of. Unbuckled, he pulled his pants down then up with Lance poking out. We raced to his apartment laughing.Past the door, I jumped on the couch, lifted the dress hem the few inches necessary and spread my legs. He yanked his pants down to his ankles. It was a frenzy on the sofa with shoes on and attire asunder. Spent, it was too late. We’d skipped the condom.Driving home near dawn, re-dressed in work togs, a sober wife, I realized my stupidity.Edward took responsibility. He assured me he would take. He didn't want anyone starting to ask them questions about these metal knives since metal was unknown to the natives of this world.During these few minutes with Kowa, he became even more convinced that the sorcerer had something to hide. The first question that Kowa asked him as soon as he was able to talk to Vincent was why he wanted to travel in the direction of the south. It was the sort of question one did not ask in this world. A man or a woman's business was a private matter and it was no.