"The mail was held up lots of times and I'd get a whole lot of letters at once," he alibied. "Anyway, that's no excuse. Honey, forgive me. Try to unde...stand. She meant nothing to me and I was lonely and I didn't even enjoy it."Triumph, a lewd and wicked kind of triumph came over her. With a lewd smile, she knew she had him. She got up off the couch, put down her drink and walked to the bedroom door. Turning to him, she began to languidly unbutton the front of her dress. "Was she any good?" she. "Almost, I'd say you ride a demon horse," the other panted as they turned again, both having paused for no reason apparent to McAllister. "Though we both know better, don't we?" and the man sent his horse at McAllister again.McAllister took a risk, then, and as in the first pass, beat the man's sword back into his body. This time he followed the blow in with his shoulder, smashing the other man in the left chest, trapping their blades between the two bodies. He drove the other man's straight. 'I can't, ' she thought, 'I can't dare trust you either.'She cleaned up and went downstairs again, now along the beach, walking briskly, now in the deeper sand, now on the damp, packed sand below the tide mark. The early sun was warm on her body, the water chilly on her feet. There were only a few people about, some jogging, some walking. One of the men trotted past, said "Good morning" and ran on. Belatedly Helen realized he'd spoken English.The sun grew warmer as she walked. After a stretch. " I half laughed and said, "what, do you WANT a hickey?" She nodded and lulled her head back, exposing that pale swan like neck to my gaze. I obliged and went to work on her nipples with my fingers and eventually moving to her sex. I tasted blood and released her neck with a pop and she was whimpering as I worked my hand over what I knew now, was her clit. She puffed out, "you're so wonderful, so gentle! Thank you." I stopped my ministrations and protested, "I wanted to be good, but I.