” Rorik explained.“Is that your normal custom?” John asked.“It is not not-normal.” Rorik hedged. “Hunters and warriors lead dangerous live.... Should a widow from one wish it, a man’s friend may marry another time and keep her family as his own.”Heegan spoke up. “Sygraid, since Rorik won’t do it, I give you Jyon of the Morgan family, as we say. He came to us last night, and according to Rorik stood between the draugyr they slew and your son while he was defenseless.”“You protected Deni?” Sygraid. Then the conversation turned to armored SUVs. Troy called the GSA (General Services Administration); they were responsible for all federal automobiles.“The GSA does not have any extra; all they have are assigned and the few that are not, are reserved for visiting dignitaries,” Troy said as he hung up the phone. Then he was staring at me with a strange look on his face.“You lost four a few days ago; today you show up in eight. Where did you get them on such short notice?” Troy asked.“You forgot. Then we started having dirty chats the whole day and night. He used to shag thinking of me and I used to finger myself in the washroom thinking about him.He suddenly asked me if I could come for a lunch on a Sunday. I agreed.I was wearing a skirt with a tank top that day. We had a great lunch together at a three-star hotel. Before saying bye, he invited me to his house for some drink. I was having free time and so I agreed. We bought Vodka for myself and beers for him. He mentioned that there. "Now. Since your such a blatant sissy bitch, you will not be allowed to touch that tiny little clitty excuse for a dick between your legs! If you do, I will tell all your family and friends that you dress like a girl and that's why our marriage failed. You know they'd believe me. Now you stay there and watch, bitch."I struggled a little in a pathetic attempt to look less wimpy, realizing I could probably break free if I really wanted to, but I didn't. I had heard her fuck other men before, now.